"At least I got liked by you at one point..."

…sure you pay close attention on this joint We call this one Secrets Featuring Emanny Another joint produced by the Klasix ... Shout…

…be needin the cash Got his name on her ankle Real impolite, I made it rain on her once and b*tch (b*tch!) couldn't say 'thank you' (OH!) Call me loose…

…a Sidekick, OH!) See every other night, pick her up in that Hybrid (pick her up in that Hybrid) You got a girl n*gga, at least do it in private (at least…

…to be the best years of my life, at least that's what people told me. They weren't. Some days I didn't even know if I would make…

After six years I got away from him or at least I thought so. All the strength I had inside of me went to practicing softball…

…I would hit for at least two hours, or until my hands were so blistered they would start to bleed. I didn't stop because…

Life can tear away what's vital to a man, hook it from him, one scrap at a time, leaving him empty-handed and beggared by…

…should at least make a proper goodbye.' Only Coddin could lecture me so. ‘I said … thank you.' I twirled my new stick…

…is wisdom. I know you've had my library brought through this chamber one book at a time. The men bring you tales and rumour from all…

…when you left and actually made a career out of it Rich: A career of sorts, I suppose. But look at it from his point of view: I left…

…honest, but maybe I did it unfairly. Anyway, the public obviously wanted the edges removed; he was selling quite a lot of records at one…

…don't need studying, by people who do; yes, I know, but I wasn't suited to any proper work Amanda: I must be such a disappointment to you…

…enemy. He could shake your hand and stab you in the back at the same time. He lied to his friends…

…of prison, was immune to the evil fallout. Ford, who believes strongly in Heaven and Hell, has told more than one of his celebrity golf partners that "I know I…

…laughed when I told him this. "Don't worry," he said, "I, too, am a family man, and we feel the same way about you…

…One day in college I was trawling the library for a good book to read when I found a book called “How to Read a Book.” I tried…

…a poor home for the humid lushness of old-fashioned marginalia. You can't even write by hand in an e-book — at least…

…online seemed excited by marginalia: they liked the idea of it as a medium, a practice, a form. In retrospect, I shouldn't have…

…is the last time I've nude modeled. I knew of Terry Richardson and I liked his aesthetic (at the time) but I didn't know anything about him…

…or his reputation. I saw his website one day and noticed that you could submit to model, so I did. I got a response (I'm assuming…

…back at some point and had me start removing my clothes (I knew I would be getting nude, so this was not weird to me). I remember he…

…more year before I would be in high school. These were supposed to be the best years of my life, at least that's what people told me…

…drives to the batting cages that my dad owned. I would hit for at least two hours, or until my hands were so blistered…

…like I was in a different world. This stopped happening, I got to the point where I didn't even want to play softball anymore. I…

…that once we get a taste of each other There'll be no other lover for you and I I got a crush on a Riverside girl I see her once…

…never seen ribs before Is that even food That some kid ordered at the party His mom got divorced But the kids still call her By…

…bowl alone? Apap was supposed to come at half past twelve When I called him at one He said he'd just woken up Why did I…

…to know how many times you're going to have to sing a line about whatever stuff your true love got you, it's like counting up all the things in one…

…himself in trouble when he was bored. Maybe he also liked to escape via the window. So his teacher got fed up and was like, Gauss-- I…

…true love gave to me the number my amp goes up to, the number of fingers on my hands, the German word for no, what I did after I eat, the number of heads on a hydra, at least…

…what point were you living in the Hills and in this Trans Am I read about? Ke$ha: Oh! No, I actually wasn't living…

…in the morning feeling like P-Diddy." You need to tell everybody why you said that. Ke$ha: Ok. So, one morning I woke up feeling like…

…don't understand. And I think a lot of people might think, "What you've made, you're on a hit record, at least you get paid…

…on the fact that Kendrick Lamar tweeted at Danny after he heard about the deed: "@XDannyXBrown u really just got head on stage stanny???" The way I see…

…that nobody made her leave. I'm mad that Danny had to actually wonder what he was supposed to do at that point. I'm mad that when I…

…with this statement: I am a small white girl who does have society's permission to at least attempt to kick the shit out of you.

…a lot of comedy is comparing – the things that are cultural or social or language-oriented, or just plain silly. My brain got used to the fact that that made it feel good – that I liked…

…some point, it gets to be a telling mass that says to you, “OK. Take a look at this now. This is gonna be funny. You got…

…this blank look. I would ask them, “Don't you keep your files? Don't you at least have a record of the things you've already done…

…and that was Santa Dog, I've only listened to it once and I think with a few more listens I could grow to at least understand…

…to be cryin' Too many teardrops for one heart to carry on You're way on top now Since you left me You're always laughin' Way down at…

…to be played that well, there, they don't seem quite right to me and there's some other stuff happening there, I'm sure it's not the point, but at least…

…this relationship where we know we kinda liked each other at one point in time But, now were just silent about it It's kinda been…

I'm just another dude making raps I know i am not going to make it It's pretty much a joke at this point I mean five mixtapes and no one…

…it's a balla' yarn, When I drop the bomb it blows up and you got fooled by the supposited flase alarms Going H.A.M. for all ya'll…