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enough


People always told me be careful what you do
Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
(Hee) but she came and stood right by me
Just the smell

How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I'mma lay it down like a carpenter, when you let me

Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that

Here I am thinking that it's my fault
Don't know where i'm going i'm just following the asphalt
Thinking we could ball like Michael
Left me here with

Call me Young Bull like the 85’ Michael, Michael, Michael why these niggas like you and why these niggas spite you I don’t really know I just keep it

Don't Give Up
Words by: By Shirley Carpenter, Michael G. Ronstadt, Rick Denzien, Serenity Fisher
Music By: Shirley Carpenter, Rick Denzien
Intro:

was I thinking? (I was drunk)
I was drunk or I was lost (You was lost) (Yeah)
My people said it would be hard (Hard, Hard)
My teacher said it would

bump man
You could have Michael Jordan and you still couldn't jump man
And what would you do this with this platform
You'd probably just overdose inside

carrying 2 million tons of coal
I'm about to see school buses going by
Fuck Rod
These texts are brought to you by the letters Fuck Rod

I bet Rod has kids

the ultimate bloodsport
You've been Van Dammed by a blade
His name is Michael Myers 
He's here to send you to hell
Someone call the cops
Cleanup on aisle twelve

Big Girl

Nas

Nastradamus [Clean]

1999

more daddy's little girl)
You a big girl now, in a world, where these niggas are foul
You could be aborting the next Michael Jordan
Your man don't

sitting in that prison
I'm trying to get you out
By sharing my intuition
I mean it
Even if it means
Breaking down every wall
In your heart and
Putting in

(Yeah, Michael Chase)
(I am getting chased by Michael Myers, it's not in my dreams)
(Tripping onto everything I cannot run)

Getting chased by

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

shine
Studio time, studio time
That's when I shine, that's when I shine
Been thinking 'bout you
Can't get you off my mind
Wanna take you home
Sit back

People call me the boogeyman 
People say that i'm not real
What they seem to forget is
I'm michael myers
You can run but you can't hide
You can never

by 6 if you keep helping 12
You ain't all bout the gang you just one with the snitches
Michael Kors
Christian dior dior
Fuck around we might just shoot

You Don't Want It

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm

on Speakerphone

OK the war man up, I'm warming up
Shaped and built by the Carpenter
Wake to drill by the sergeant but guess they ain't Army smart enough
This walk

thinking thats a typo
Murder she walk killing bitches like Michael
Got these niggas leaning to the side like the Pisa
You know how thirsty niggas get trying

Gates
Derek Chauvin
People that drive slow in the fast lane
This list could go on forever so lets end it by simply saying
Literally everyone
Even you
Yes

a simple carpenter                trying to get by.
D                                       G            B                         A
    But when you saw

knew I'd lost my grip
As we were taken one by
One to the rescue ship

Never go to sea, me boys
Never leave the land
For once you're out to sea it
Doesn't

And team building exercises
And I wrote letters to Michael
Every night

Thinking about his crooked penis
That I discovered on that day
When I brought him

Finished my apprenticeship so I could become a digital carpenter
I move in and out dimensions I'm a nightcrawler like Kurt Wagner
Now marvel at my talent