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Rapin' fine bitches while they screamin' out no
See the deeper that I think about it, it makes me seem right
Prowl through the neighborhood, creature

change myself I would, this bottle does no good
Back in elementary, unfriendly memories
Taunted by the other kids cause' I thought different
Bullies

Rapin' fine bitches while they screamin' out no
See the deeper that I think about it, it makes me seem right
Prowl through the neighborhood, creature

been searching
For the high too
And I'm never gonna find
Another like you
But it's okay
Imma spend my life running
Like I'm OJ
Till I'm okay
I done been

until this moment
everything was working out just fine

Balalaika singers in another room
white residentials sent to play
I believe that this time could

better then this so I take it day by day and try to get through this
Tryna get through it , keep moving
Leave things behind that are not worth it

Dispatch, we are in hot pursuit
Of two hostile fugitives
One immensely obese brute accompanied by
A scrawny peg legged minion
Now, we have attempted

training, I try to trust the authorities that brought me here
This whole thing stinks, it's a blame mess, and I feel like I'm unprepared
There's a tension in

been drinking all the wine
I been judged and I been hurt, but when you ask I say I'm fine
Cause I don't want my kids to know that every day I think

Well isn't this another fine mess you've got us into
I'm not impressed by all the fancy schools you've been to
So well fed by thirteen you're already

currently a mess, but it's fine
Cause I'm working on my health
And accumulating wealth
Never being overwhelmed
I ain't gotta spend a dime on a fuel tank

to survive
I'm wishing by the well I've lost my mind
Tell me that you'll love me all my life
I cried
Running round the same town
Run without a stretch
Running

thought, I should follow
my goals in life, ignoring this so as not be hurt
I have good friends but I feel blue
I should try another things by now

Rackus,

Step Off

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

The Definitive Groove Collection: Sugar Hill Records

2006

on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back,
And if you want to hang yourself out to dry,
It's the beautiful round-up in

line
Force the feeling everything will be fine
If it's the same to me
Since I was seventeen
Counterfeit art by design
Pour one out for twenty-nine

by my lonesome
Settle down, ease my mind, I pour another one
Yeah
Feelin' good I got some downtime
Kick it back I got some downtime
All I ever see is

of water
No other, straight to your brother now
 
Just Park right here
Pinch for the governor
Just chill 
Smooth as a mother now
 
We can get by for another

All the happiness and glory that we thought we'd have 
Got pushed aside by all the doubting that I have inside 
Another night another fight 
Argue about

the frame by frame
Make every move can’t stay in my lane
Never redo it’s a shame no shame
Childhood friends it’s the same old gang
Sentimental mood like I’m

of his dick 
Into that small opening, 
Likely making a mess on his hands and his pants
And then leaving it on the beach
When he could have just pissed

around
By grinding your ass for your social circle just to feel fine

*You’re trying so hard to impress
Just to show them you are just another mess *

Ahaa

Dreaming,
Of your hands and more, and fool around.
You take a plunge, into my eyes.
One fine day babe, mess with my head.
Don’t wanna think about it,

All to often i have wondered
If my future is another's
I hear dreams of making money
As if being broke is ugly

I think that this life's a joke
Fuck

seats
Auditions crush your self esteem
By Friday, you're just left empty
Mascara starts to run
Emotion's a mess
Drink some water and take a breath
Your