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probably fell down three
She'll never get to the top is what the haters gon' say
No Photoshop, bitch she making real change
Bitches think but never know how

got the bag nigga saint nicholas
I got three glocks nigga these my triplets
I'm getting money nigga that's my sickness
I run the beat nigga LA fitness

Drink a little bottle of Henney
Life is all a journey or a story
Been told by an old fella
And it’s full of drama and dreams chasing
Talk is cheap, I know

As protests continue across America
This terrifying scene took place in Charlotte
Hundreds of protestors
Found themselves trapped by police
After

off the top (Uh, huh)
I could run this shit up
Just by movin' the blocks
But I hopped on the beat for
The price of the drop (Come on)
Bro broke the law

deaths I could look past
At three hundred I was concerned
Fifty thousand murders later
I'm starting to think you will never lea-a-earn

Ooooooh!
Hey there

it
You lost in the matrix
Took 3 pills 
My matrix inverted
Hacked by the servers 
Absorbing
Your faces
It's back to the basics
Most dreams are

Everything is a big stress
And I'm back with a quickness,
Scratch that! back with a sickness
All that stressed by the fact that
I've got no known cure for my

It's better than a job shit I was barley getting by 

My team is on the rise 

We leave it to the sky and the clouds 

Doing rounds keep our names fresh

the tower 
But she won't trust me once I'm standing on the tower
cnd she love me cause I'm the man of the hour
So she fucked me for like 3 or 4 hours

This

‘em, teach ‘em even beg ‘em
Now the epidemic is spreading again

[Verse 3: Crescent Moon]
I walk with metal pipes for legs, unsettled life of dread

confessing to crimes I committed
Was caught by your innocence, wished it was mine
The only victim of a victimless crime

[Verse 3: Crescent Moon]
Echoes fade

this bitch

Gang in this bitch, you know how we rockin'
Thirty-three shots and we Glockin'
Me and big boss pull up and we fuck off the profit
They

Keeps telling me I am the fairest prince of all
And my iPhone is lookin like it's a crystal ball
This gypsy isn't playing three card Marley
Natural mystic

sense of all this
Black hole depression I call this

(Verse 1)
Back to a quarter a day
I met a girl by the waves
She wanna talk in the shade

I need

ya main thang feeling great loud pack got me feeling great yung Jew wat it do givigivilate


Verse 3

Rolling out da pound, blowing out da pound

Young

GAR, BA Lit,
3rd poet of Avalon,
exiled to the broken bit outside Imperium,
Not for any mischief,
Just enormous indifference in song.

You are

meant everything to me

You think a years gone by just fine
When you left just know you never left our minds
If there's anything she needs
Take the book

ain't wrong
You've multiplied my length by width
And our division's been too long
Now I wanna do math with you
Finally we're here alone
I just can't wait

of nothin, n spittin shit wit Justin, wishin we were somethin, in the mitten bitch we buzzin/
Almost went to prison but was given some leeway/
Did 3 months in

the autumn leaves
Turned the hills to flame
A small bird just fluttered by
Singing out your name

Maybe we could rent a boat
Sail across the sunlit bay
You

pain and pressure as my guidelines

(Yeah)
Her dream's of being the baddest
Mic check, one, two, causing havoc
Three, four reasons that I'm tragic

feel happy

もう見慣れたはずの
街の色も changing

One by one (ah yeah)
街ゆく人並みに
Say hello! (Yeah yeah yeah)

なんでもできそうよ
空も飛べる maybe (oh yeah)

新しい自分と (let's

having you right by my side
I know we'll be alright

We'll be alright
Take me through the paces
Walk me to the places
That we've never been

We'll be