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now
Even though the love wasn't reciprocated back then
Now, I still love from a distance like pen pals
No hating bone in my body, ironically I hate that

and mustard
Yeah, my cheeks are hella red but
I don't ever get flustered
Owned by a country star again
Write a song about it motherfucker church

Shoutout

everybody turn to opps, I don't know
Spit another flow
Hit another lick
Henny in the glass, and it ain't my first pick
Anybody see a lil bright white bic so I

I’ll do a downhill skier posture right here.  Let me just put my arms up in front of me.  I wonder – this feels a little creepy!  If anyone else was here

SUMMER TIME FINE

DAMNN BABY GIRL

YOU BEEN

 ALL ON MY MIND.

(SUMMER TIME) 

I LOVE THE WAY YOU 

WALK 

THAT LOOK 

YOU GIVE WHEN

YOU WALK BY

(SUMMER

to me:"

"Get this truck off my back
Don't know what I expected, but that hurt really bad
Where were my people at?
Coiled up like a rattlesnake

aint a prick I had to count him in, I had to minus him, this life we live aint no describing it, i put my knife in him, hide you bitch, I don’t ride

your fucking homie
I just see you in the hallways you don't fucking know me
Shawty place palm on my shoulder with gentle hands
I'm not your pal, I'm not

Don't deserve to live my mans and me had a
Tendency to smoke the remedy
Watching for the enemy so
We can live infinity
When I do a pack I'm wishing
Niggas

i'm the post
Therefore I'm getting paid
That's word to Alaska
Flow is getting cold
Like avalanches by God I'm on a roll
Anyone in my way is getting

My deeds are just bad
To the eyes that sees it
I be this and that
I no fit impress mankind
I hear them talk and I by pass
More good one bad all be bad

afraid to blast my CD loud
You ain't gotta squash beef with me now
I'm just sayin' we could be pals
I ain't gonna beg you to hear me out
Here's something I

Fake '88

Saint Etienne

Sharks Patrol These Waters

1995

Transcribed by patrick and nicola


[sarah:]
"I am tired and I'm bored,", he said. /
"and I've got kinks in my bed. /
This work, how I hate it, I

and its
Lift me up virginia
Unbothered by uncharted hits that I done authored
I learned from the streets and burdens of grief my lungs harbour
The furthest

and spicy senoritas 
 
Might catch me, in my black tee
I keep it cracking, don't dap me
If you wacky, my soldiers pack heat
Smithn, right beside me, looking

Don’t often look back fondly to my childhood pals 
Well I would but lately I just don’t recall 

And along my failing memory is a frustrating lack

of the club, you get smacked with a club!
I don’t work for my stuff so I’m fucking You up!
If you make it I’m going to take it if you got what I want.
Probably

sex sells It's alright must suck to have to fuck guys
You don't like to buy your next house
Oh well life goes on so come on by
Wait hold the fuck up I

a hurricane
Hard-hitting do you feel the pain
Don't give nf you don't need no name
She got a kid so I can't stay
Without you doesn't feel the same
Got no

the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
And drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof

the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
cnd drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof

this bitch
Don't know where I'm at or where I've been
She sitting tight right in my niche
How your bird trying to give me beak?
Got it on lock all

realer
Feel a little alone
I started bikin round town
Just to get in my zone
With the pals
I get around
I’m noticing the sounds
Round 8th grade now when

what I stand by 
Through love and some faith n family ties 
Give what you can for those 'fore you die 
Now I'm a man 
Hope this don't make me cry 
Lookin