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remember no school nights in December
You by my side couldn't get any better
When I should've been home at half-past eleven
I just wanted seven minutes in

treatment
For all

But that's not America
When we have the Muslim Ban
Or a wall being built by this Country's President
And we must never forget
Sandra Bland

the jungle, I'm from the land of the brave
Souls in the sea, I rode in the deep, now we're the wave
Yo, Dave man, I still remember conversations
About awards

need to listen, uh huh
But really listen, uh huh
Need to listen to understand, not thinking of a reply
If I can't see it from your eyes, atleast I'll try

I done made it out the land of the brave
I can tell you, shake my hand, that is fate
Free the guys, the ones who never made a stage
Slidin' with

Female Species [Bonus Track]

Erick Sermon

No Pressure

1993

the hoes because they wasn't crows (word me up)
We argued, on who gets who
The first pick is mine, respect from my crew
I took the freaky deaky one who

close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up

100 Miles and Runnin' [DVD; Bonus Track]

Eazy-E

Eternal E [Gangsta Memorial Edition]

1995

usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.

motherfucking beast like a bear
Pull them hoes by they muuufucking hair
Try to take em from me I dare ya
Shoutout to my nigga rico
Realer than the other people
If

to try to shine
All these people round me try to dim my light
Tell me why I'm feelin like I wanna die
Till you came along now I wanna try
Mmmmm yea
Now I

Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident

Life is often spiritual
I know you feel

day of every month of every year
Celebration's here
Be alive, try to survive, 'cause why not? Fuck it, it's worth it
And if you can, make a person, go

Verse 1:
I get by with a little help from everyone I knew this year
So many memories and experiences that I hold dear
Oh the places you'll go, wise

that's why my insides divide
I only mess it up when I try my best
Why am I the one who messed up your life?
Old emotions old notions old thoughts
Cold

really a great she pretty and paid
She drinking her water not feeling her age
Coming a long way from minimum wage.
From the BK yeah the home of the brave

No Love From Oakland

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp

1992

people try to call us filthy trash
Even though we live better and make mo' cash
Than they do, I'm not a no-good thug
Standin' on the corner sellin'

From the west side
Best side of the windy city
Rico C, best rapper, he love titties
Grammy aspirations & want to snag him a billy
Niggas hate, he

was ugly 
Came home to no lights light a candle to sleep 
I was risking my life just to fit in with p 
Few hours went by and they not here with me

try to drive back from this moment, it's really great
Eventually, this security guard killed the batteries

Then I was able to drive home
Finally
After

to fit in
While I labeled their faces, turned them to my motivation
I brought home all the power from the world
Turned it into music then I sang it out

land that I can work with, and a palace to call my home
Exercise ya freedom by movin' and goin' mobile
Stronger as a unit, but faster when flyin' solo

closer to you? Or anyone standing further from you? 
Who's not here?

When you look at these people, or the lack of them ... Think what small first step

Letting my actions speak for me
Look at this power
Since I've been home
Built with some kin
What's here is ours
I am a gangsta'
Don't you bring me no

bleeds for you
If I'm not there when you learn to fall
I'm sorry for

We're losing time the years go by
I feel the hatred rising high
Eternities and times