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faked emotions, and got into my feelings
You're a fucking fake and a lying ass snake
Blinded by Latina pussy and birthday cake
How you talking shit about

You Took the Words Right Out of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night)

Meat Loaf

Live Around the World

1996

lipstick shining
And I was dying just to ask for a taste
Oh we were lying together in a silver lining
By the light of the moon you know there's not

You Took the Words Right Out of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night)

Meat Loaf

Hits Out of Hell

1984

lipstick shining
And I was dying just to ask for a taste
Oh we were lying together in a silver lining
By the light of the moon you know there's not

to lose
For I!
Rose
What the bigots have against me all pales when opposed
To I rose, from the ashes of hate
Into a holy morning, that fateful day
Where I

do it all day
So won't you come thru, just wanna see you
Rose peddles on the bed can't wait to touch you

Come my way, oh baby just come my way
Won't

to say his grace over everything
No I'm not no saint, but on everything
I fight till my dying day, with God on my side, you count me out
I'ma live forever

thinking)
That nigga diss me shit go way wrong
(Oh my god)
That's what mean by this bonfire
This 808 it go for long hrs
Don't affiliate with you non powers

y'all having fun
Now I'm out of that bitch n ima ball I ain't trustin nun
Fake love on my own once again
Even my day one switched up
Heard he talking

know 
God rose me
Out the gutter 
I already told you 
G o d
That's my gunner

This one's for the people 
That can't see way
When life gets hard 
Bow down

I have caught a virus called inner silence my spirit is dying
I look around without feeling my face
Behind my eyelid my iris is hiding I am really

Travis Scott’s how you get those
I pulled up to the party they got P-trone
But ima west side nigga I just sip rose
I’m bout it all ain’t gotta call up my

I chose to Be By God's graces
All the visions showed to me
Like the rose that grew from Concrete Kings we rose to be
Look I'm here to testify
Calm

dying today"

"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
Put roses

Dope B**** Skit

Rick Ross

Mastermind [Clean]

2014

fresh. Keep it money, baby. All day.) 
It's our money dance 
I have my basic bitches pick up my money for me. 
I pay my basic bitches to pick up my

Dope Bitch Skit

Rick Ross

Mastermind

2014

You know what we wash our hair with?

I wash my hair with fucking champagne, baby. 
(All day) Champagne. (All day)

I hope it's Belaire Rosé

I bathe in

like glass
I liked who we were
And who I am right now
Roses wilting on your table
Flowers dying on my porch
Day by day I’m moving forward
Inching closer

sin he payed the cost
And he rose on the third day
So my soul can rise again
Amen!
Amen!
Know that I am whole 'cause the lord has saved my soul
He

I don't want your plastic roses at all
Take all of my stress and give it to God yeah
I can tell with the way you've been acting
You really tryna win

the name of Jesus I'm going to shine 
Your sake bring my soul out of trouble 
Dear Lord can you hear me crying 
All my people is dying 
Every day I woke up I

Re-Birth

Ill Niño

Confession

2003

to burn
To live inside of me

Then, I was only just a boy
Dying young and growing old
But I know what I knew was wrong
My whole family lied to me
By

And I'm bustin' after you
Bustling by the crib
We living in the end of times maybe

Stocking up the crib
That's what I'm a have to do
Governments' a pig

I'ma fly away 
To the sky and die today 
Couple roses on my grave 
And they start to wilt away 
Chasing things I'll never reach 
Lessons that I try

Ashes on the road
Cocaine in my nose
Dead roses still have thorns
Dead hearts dont get torn
The rain is falling down
Wishing I could drown
My head

Something
Something
I'm just dying to feel something
Some days, it rains on my sunday
By monday, I'm just dying to feel something
One day, I just