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! (Shut the fuck up) I've never seen him a day in my life! (Shut the fuck up) help me! Come on officer, can't we Just work somethin' out, buddy? Shut
guy And maybe just for a second I hope you realize So through and done with goodbyes But in my mind I hope you catch me right when fall arrives
to be your man I'd fight a thousand guys Live to die A thousand lives I'd find another way to make me smarter Just so I could understand I found what you
I'd fight a thousand guys Live to die a thousand lives I found another way to make me smarter Just so I could understand Just so I could understand
Distorted guitars I can feel in my chest I'm despotic and neurotic Yeah I'm just like the rest Steal a glance From my absolute territory I'm the hottest guy
care All the things dey do to me my guy she never care Oh my God arakeni diebi Ojume pepele keni otuadi Anibo sea pamebe eriba Indi Anibo sugar
and wine Me and my guys We gonna have a good time Just call my line Pick you by 9 Put in a ride If you Stay by my side Just Hold me tight Never
Some guys ask "Won't you play my town", I ask fair bread they put me down Their Caddie's mortgaged Tried one deal, like "it's you and me", This guy said
hook leave you cockeyed Sorry lil buddy you ain't that guy Flow is like water Including my garments The realest the rawest Say my name as the hardest
Congratulations you are someone that I used to call my friend Now I don't mean nothing to you at all Your reputation on the line you turn to me say
ready to spazz Speak down on Jayon name, we on yo ass Off so many drugs, looked at the dash, geeked up I'm going fast 1055, I'ma slide for my guys huh
know... I hear a song about you. I hear a song about you. My baby broke my heart, Yeah, she tore it all apart, Tell me somethinu0027 I donu0027t know. Sure
bitch I'm James Bond I don't talk slick call it James Bond Look at my wallet it's James Bond Fuck what you saw bitch I'm James Bond The guy with
some shooting star sees me Round and around I turn the tuning head till I feel the string run tight on my guitar That's one to start but then I chip my
just focused on this paper but for now getting high Know money could make me that guy and this all for the guys Im tryna get my moms a fly or a crib in
to me feels alright But I want you to realize My kindness has nothing to do with weakness I know how to dance by myself It's always been about giving you
like to call me exotic Elaine" I said: "My name is the Prince" and she said: "Why?" I said: "Well, I don't know, I'm just a hell of a guy! But enough
I'll never lie to you ma Tell me how you want it Do or die for you ma Ima back road slide with the guys for you ma Jumping In the back of the ride
away I just wanna be me for a change My dreams are mine and I’ll defy Anybody who gets in my way I walk alone to the beat of my own drum I take the lead
to the soul I want to be But push me to reality All my luck is actually Squandered by a loser with a complex and guitar Keep thinking it will be much better
Don't look by my story. Don't look by my story. . . (guitar solo) How can she tell the truth from the lies? How does she know when to close her eyes?
watching cars go by I'ma waiting for these memories to begin If I threw my guitar Out the window so far down Would I start to regret it? Or would I
I miss my dawg you know sometimes inside my head I pray to him I know they steady speakin' on me mama raised me to be him I T Them up inside a verse
walked along the road to nowhere The days kept passing by and I kept playing my guitar the bluesman taught me well but now I needed a taste from hell
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