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money put my family over fame
I can hear them talking I don't want to entertain
I ain't tripping over L's learn a lesson and maintain yeah

Like whoa oh

Mei Ling is a home run too
Said I shouldn't wait or get fucked by two
A threesome, a just set my mood
Play me like I'm dumb, I'ma spill my juice

"Best Days"
(Words and Music by Geoff Moore and Phil Madeira)

Verse One
The river was deep, the water was cold,
I was only twelve years old.
My dad

upset 
Like push your family out 
And form into the crowd 
How am I an outcast 
When I almost gave up? 
When I checked last 
Gotta be slow to erupt 
Man,

route stinks
All to live a life that's a bit unique

Please dont hit me up, I dont wanna wake up
You were by my side then you went and fucked it up
Tired

box, cracker took my mat I was sleeping on rocks, I was counting down and watching the clock, November when I dropped, 2019 a nigga was chilling by 2020

let these monkeys orangutans
Didn't learn anything from my teacher
Ice rocks on my teeth like glacier
Different wips like switch from nintendo
Dun wit

I'm tryna learn how to love how to on myself
How to love you like I ain't loved nobody else
Love is much more than a feeling I felt
And it's holding

return of the jedi
He don't rock the boat
He keeping us steadi
Satan pullin up from afar
Got him in the sights of my gold scar
Us gamers got a vision
Yes

Gotta go to church on Sundays cuz they be blessing me

Doing all of this, just to make my family proud
When i drop my music, I don't even see a single

Now I'm myself one and only free in love and homely
In wisdom knowledge holy above me is below me
Highly or lowly loves you like you knows me
Rocks

to the side like coleslaw
If only I could learn the guitar I'd be a rock star
I'd flirt with fans by giving out my set list
You arguing outside of the function

At the top
We ain't done
Do anything to make my family proud
My mama's only son
Thinking about one day
Having my own boy too
That's why I'm sacrificing time

on the mic
ya know i come to rock

Y llevarme una shorty
que requiera love.

Uh!

llegamos a tu party cambia el vibe

por
el bobby y yo.

Cuff up all

sun
Children sing the baby salmon song
Don't get lost, or hit the rocks

Drawn by a call deep within
To build on a dream, to imagine
Vista that

Bomb Threat

The Terrorists

Terror Strikes: Always Bizness, Never Personal

is a warning...

You're surrounded by bombs planned by The Terrorists
And take notes: we never miss
Let my people go, god damn it, let them go
Before I

and observe, speak it and learn
At dawn turn to dessert, then a tree that will burn
Release new threads, the fabric of truth
Perfect imperfection the makings

All I have to do is make some cheese spread it with family tree make some haters love me

I'm try try go and keep it g
I'm too fire for you b
Now go

The end is near 
what have we got? 
 
Attention is the latest currency 
What really matters is your family tree
I don't wanna live in this fantasy 
Get me

shrieking sounds
And she's lying on the leaves, waiting to be numbed
By the smothering love of suburbia hum

She'll keep her rocks in her pockets and mud in

Just Be Straight With Me

Silkk the Shocker

Charge It 2 da Game

1998

a minute, an' see I gets the bomb tree.
Beats by the Pound shit, it sound sick, rolex, and baguettes all.
I take this out the ghetto an' live up on top.

equally defined
By the goals you set the roads you left behind
Shine. too much work for me to not
Don't hide hands if the rock threw
Shatter glasses between

was holding down serving it up all around
Anybody hitting me up needing trees
Got it by pound broke it down by the ounce
Only family was something that

Undiminished by any politician's lies
Our heart's reverberation inside
That's our revelation
We don't hide from thugs with the bombs
Or money, we've got songs