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there in the cold fog
Man's best friend, I put you down like a old dog
Homie, I use that term loosely but in my case
I'm choosy with who I call a friend

Wondering through the roads of time, smiling like a biker man
Ready for a wicked night, road is life
Life is mad!
I'm in flames
Riding with my sins
I'm in

Head's burnin', wasn't told
To leave, the hood is burnin' down
Never had no help from anyone (I'm Harry, Harry Potter)

Uh, let me tell you 'bout

Let's not talk about ya ex
That's old news
Still I gotta get history from you
Is ya friend loyal or misleading you
Gotta Lil demon on my shoulder 
So

I'm hallelujah hands high and friends in low places
Red, white, and blue and red letter pages
Back row pew and front seat Ford
New King James and old

of the flames! 

Im giving God the praise in the face of my demons
And I take up my cross to bear the weight of all the reasons
That I should have been left for

Harry me through the day
Oh, then look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight
Though Hell should bar the way
He

Flame

Neil Diamond

In My Lifetime

1996

to close
My friends all warned me
And maybe I should of learned
By the boys who were burned by the fire
When they played with Flame
After all I told

with a plan 
I'm gonna go and live in my van 
Get rid of everything I can and live with just 
One spoon, two shoes, some old screws 
My collector's

And these heroes, I only just learnt
They did not die by the flame
But I've seen how you treat those who stood where I now stand
I ask not to be judged by

Harry Kane with it
Feds catch me lacking ima Young Thug the cane type shit
Skank ass bitch look like a old man with a cane type shit
Posted up on KBlock

at the party spot
Now he drunk in the parking lot
I say the same old song to the same old plot
When another man he wanna take my spot
We good thats why he not

skin, like of Harry Connick Jr
Nior (You're) dazzled with my arsenal I carry a platoon
Of flows, but ask my babe he'd say I'm carrying the moon
Sun

a, white flag)
Match still got a flame

How old are you? (I'm three)
Who am I? (BJ)
Who's your best friend?
(My best friend is you)

my cloth was cut by the gods 
My cloth was cut by the gods, cut by the god god, god 
I don't know nothing bout friends , They just continue the fraud

(Once you said, you'd love me)
(As you said you'd care)
(La música de Harry Fraud) 
(Brrt) So I'm talkin' back
The Butcher comin' nigga
(So I'm

Alright I’m a gonna give me a cigar
Man that tastes good


Motorcycle is going back It’s insane
Got my smoke Total flame! total flame!
Old school

with a plan 
I'm gonna go live in my van 
Get rid of everything I can and live with just 
One spoon
Two shoes
Some old screws 
My collector's edition

Let's Ride

Canibus

Can-I-Bus

1998

With irrefutably remarkable timin 

I'm like Charlie Chaplin pantamimin 

If you John Blaze or you James Flames 

Or you Jack Cremation  I'm Jermaine

love you the same
Nothing can put out the flame no
Even when we're gray & old
Together through everything
That's not ever gonna change no
Even when we're

the fucking dome
I'm feeling like James Harden send a rocket through his home
If we ain't beefing bout my skrilla get the fuck up off my phone
Make that lil boy

a drug-fueled rage, fuck age, still goin' through my "fuck-you" stage
I'm a 27 year old eleven year old, I'ma never grow up, bitch, I ain't gon' ever get old

calves, yeah, Im feelin like James
Bitch, I'm outside trappin' with the goons

Oh my God, I'm goin' Harry Potter, I won't leave my broom
Hear , that AMG, it

between
I keep a king james loaded like sub machine
66 shots for my ops plus a magazine
J.K. I'm only talkin' bout the word bro
That true gospel prolly