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B t S
And thats by these standards
Beat the streets
Straight looney tunes Kush and fruit loops
This instrumental is amazing and this weed is too

the war's tribal it gets ugly
I got burnt by a girl who said "trust me"
Now every time I see a 64 plate Mini Cooper
I drive slow on Brockley Road, I get jumpy

ugly quick
I'm the ugly duck, from the mid 90's, like wassup fuckshit
We've built, landfills, atop pastures and meadows
Give the pastor a medal, we've

Sound: music from Caruso’s First Sound Gramophone recording; April 1902 plays
(link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TjEoAXzJ9E) instrumental up until -

Scared of feeling imma be alone
Need you by my side sitting on the throne
Life's a fucking maze tired of playing all these games
Im just in it for

soaking up the worship

Were all being played by the plans that they made
And in our time of anger done some pretty ugly things
But forgiveness feels

(Instrumental)
INTERFICE DIVITES (QUI ADORANT DIABOLUS)
A world birthed from vanity,
Shrouded in illusion
Deceiving all who walk
Upon its dung-ridden

that’s enough 
You say you love me without makeup when I think I’m ugly 
We make up lost time on Mondays 
When the weekends muddy 
Eating saviche

Ironically by tellin her everything
I need to hear
Man, I need a beer to relieve my fear
This world’s ugly so I drink
Til I ain't seein clear
And I love my

parking and
It's that gangsta instrumental original indo
For the hoes in sexy clothes
They nigga never touched the bank roll
Lemme get that

Drop that

On my Tommy Shelby gangster
Hard headed and I play the role of prankster
Spirit can't float away Kingdom as my anchor
Beauty but it's getting ugly

Oasis

Ugly Duckling

Journey To Anywhere

2000

with you-Haul, packing up, making moves to new places
(Including the Oasis!)
It's not a mirage, but a barrage of spoken ballet
Everyone is spun by

dream
Wearing my heart on my sleeve
Hol' up, hol' up, wait, no, hol' up
Gotta pack with my girls
No feelings all green
But you know no "i" in the team
By

Halfway to Richmond

Iron & Wine

Archive Series, Vol. 1

2015

I'll make supper for myself
I'll watch the clock upon the shelf
I'll clean this broken house

Is your time better spent?
By giving such a small

think my life just passed me by
20 years, an ugly sight
But God was there through thin and thick
But there's so much thin it makes me sick

Chorus X3

a keyhole
Sniffing mountains of coke
Poke fun at ugly folk
Woke sun to run his dope
No fun we took his coat
No gun his knife's a joke
Tied rope around his

Looking to the sky I got big plans
Birds view, got the world in my wingspan
Shooter by the side, he my hitman
And yo shorty wanna fuck me, she a big

the minuscule trace
Talentless piece of Chase left on me
But I'm Pastel Clout now

I'm proud of the frown but not the way it raised me
So many instrumental sounds

She come over take her clothes off inside
Baby just know this no shoulder to cry
The days go by slower when I'm getting high
We only get older and time

think
Used to have a fish scale sitting by the sink
Drifting through Tokyo, fishtailing on a brink
Shirt off in a mink
No chains, just gains
You a geek

jeśli chcesz to gnij w tym
Od zawsze w gotowości jeśli ma dojść do bitwy
Absolwent szkoły życia nie pozwolił byś go skreślił
Ja wyciągam wnioski Ty jak

Gotta have faith in the real
This is the face of inspirational skill
Gorgeous with the skill so looks do kill
Ugly with the truth, but a good look

want you just as you are
Devotional rap
An evolution of emotional trap
Play the rhythms
And sit back
Instrumental like some soulful crack
Oh snap, Why

on to
In my life with all this drama
Ugly crying as I type this
Like goddamnit mom I'm sorry
But I want your life to prosper
Needless to tell to you that i'm