Jesus Christ, I'm so blue all the time
And that's just how I feel
Always have and I always will
I always have and always will

Phoebe

Now the rainman gave me two cures
Then he said, "Jump right in"
The one was Texas medicine
The other was just railroad gin
And like a fool I mixed them
And it strangled up my mind
And now people just get uglier
And I have no sense of time

Don’t do that my nigga that won’t be smart!

TRUMP SHOULD’VE FREED LARRY F*** IS WRONG WITH DUDE

I’m trynna right my wrongs
But it’s funny those same wrongs
Helped me write this song

She got a big booty so i call her big booty

Oh my god what a classic this was

I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
when I awoke I spent that on a necklace

Gyal u alesbian

And so ob

How can ur brokeasseven relate😂

The pressure is weighing on me
Career's going great, but now the rest of me is fading slowly
My soulmate's somewhere out in the world just waiting on me
My chef got the recipe for disaster baking slowly
My heart feels vacant and lonely

The entire first verse of Dear Mama by Tupac

Everybody want world peace
'Til your niece get shot in the dome-piece
Then you go and buy your own piece
Hopin' it'll help you find your own peace
Bring light to what they don't see

"When it feel like living's harder than dyin'
For me givin' up's way harder than tryin'"

I always try to look at life this way. It's easy to give up on something to the point where its almost criminal, far more fulfilling to keep trying and push your potential

My momma told me to pray to God
I looked at her and said "For what?"
I used to, but I gave up
All the times I prayed, he ain't never say nothin'
If my man swinging, ain't no 1-on-1
That's my brother, like my mother's son
I'm not really that close to my mothers son
Lowkey wish she woulda had another one
I tried to read the Bible when I was in jail, s*** hurt my hand so I dropped it
I wanna quit Percs but I can't stop it
I was dead broke and I ain't have an option
I never complained about my situation
I never asked another man for help
Got off my ass and did it my self
I beat a thirty-one with a belt
And that's the real reason I ain't never fell
Never forget loyalty, NFL
Unc hit the works, start callin' for help
In that cell you don't know what I felt
Went to sleep dreamin' 'bout tuna melts
I ain't have no bunkee, I was talking to myself
I beat a nigga and took his radio
Eight months since I heard the radio
My mail slot was dryer than the desert
I ain't get a picture, postcard, or letter
I use to rap to myself everyday and whoop niggas ass, that kept me together
These niggas scared to jack crip in jail
No crip in the street ain't in my cell
Ten times been back and forth to Hell
I ain't feel like drivin', let go of the wheel
I sold d****, I can't leave a will
But I can leave you some grams and a scale
Got a couple licks in my phone for girl
Told her if I die, take my lick phone
I'm so high, I don't think I'ma get home
Might run off the road and kill myself
Sometimes I wake up, wanna kill myself
How would you feel if I killed myself?
I look in the mirror, wanna shoot myself
My worst enemy is myself
I ain't really worried about nobody else
Up the Glick and do it to myself
I don't sell crack to rap about it
And nigga I don't do it for my health
I do it 'cause I don't really know nothing else
You know how many times they told me I'ma fail?
All alone, I be calling for help
They say my cousin Tito killed himself
But I know damn well he ain't killed himself
Stupid ass b**** got my nigga killed
Don't mind me, I'm just thinking out loud
Letting you know how I feel

This song hit really hard when I was poor in a rough neighborhood. Especially since all of the shootings out there.

I'm a leaf on a windy day
Pretty soon I'll be blown away
How long will the wind blow?
How long will the wind blow?

Ketamine and X****

You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to pull up tough
'Cause you noticed that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture

Strip, crown, nail me, brimstone hail me
They might defeat the flesh but they could never ever kill me
They might can feel the music but could never ever feel me
To the lawyers, to the sheriffs, to the judges
To the debt holders and the law makers
F*** you, sue me, bill me
That name on that birth certificate, that ain't the real me

The Christ told me come closer to the light man
I went blind, woke up in front of a mic stand

I saw my daddy meet the mailman
And I heard the mailman say
"Now don't you take this letter to heart now, Jimmy
Cause they've laid off nine others today"
But he didn't know what he was saying
He could hardly understand
That he was only talking to
Pieces of a man

Faker than a fist of kids
Speakin that they're black
When they're just niggas trying to be Greek
Or some tongues who lied
And said "We'll be natives to the end"
Nowadays we don't even speak
I guess we got our own life to live
Or is it because we want our own kingdom to rule?
Every now and then I step to the now
For now I see back then I might have acted like a fool
Now I won't apologize for it
This is not a bunch of Bradys
But a bunch of black man's pride
Yet I can safely say
I've never played a sister by touching where her private parts reside

one of the greatest rap verses ever.