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U+I

I want you, you´re my star
I could watch you sleep for a thousand years
If you only let me
Is there no one to dry your tears
I would never let

Intergalactic stereophonic 
Uninterrupted beams
Who’s got the magic 
On automatic 
Raising the frequencies, I’m scanning all the radars in the galaxy 
A thousand

a thousand years
He is searching for his soul
He is seeking for nothing nothing

Bells are chiming
It's hurling him to hear
Voices are calling
He doesn't want

U+I (youwilldie)

I want you, you´re my star
I could watch you sleep for a thousand years
If you only let me
Is there no one to dry your tears
I

NOT THE FINAL WORLD

You sat there with a life across your face
I can see your mouth but I know you have no taste
We were counting through the years

thousand years?
I talk to you like a best friend
Yeah when you’re around I start to trust myself again

PRE CHORUS
Cause I’m really not the type
That goes

inside the circle, thrice ten thousand years. Consecrate my soul, consecrate my fears.

Deliverance, release the soul. From the body to the world unknown.

I woke up in a spell
Up with the morning dread
Drinking the dregs
Of all my regrets
The years hanging
Above my bed

I woke up in a screen
A pixelated

thousand seals sittin' down in the A
I ain't seen a drought in ten years, on Navy
Every nigga 'round this shit blow crazy
Gold AP, bustdown, that's an eighty

man, you gotta help me find my way

Holy mother, you should save your tears
You’ve been crying, for a thousand years
Holy Father, tell me what’s in store

niggas actin' like they do not know it?
Why sir? See every year I'm gettin' better as a writer (okay)
And when it comes down to the flow, I'm gettin'

bitch, I ain't Tekashi
(Nope) lil' nigga, big strap
But won't no big nigga box me (Woo)
Only thirteen, I was itchin' for a body
(Body)
Few years before,

Yeah, yeah yeah
Like sixty thousand in the brown paper bag
Yeah my dawg just dropped this shit off
Said today was a good day at the trap, yeah
You

niggas over here
A broke nigga ain’t shit, baby
So I’m trying to get over here
A hundred thousand I spent
Baby, on wardrobe this year (I did)
Real niggas

In the frozen darkness of the mirror maze
Was a search for many years in vain
Following clues that led to strange, strange places
Through intrigues

Yeah nigga
It’s the motherfucking Machine, nigga
You know how it go
It’s been a hell of a year, man
You know what I mean
My future is bright, nigga

Look like a spill niggas played last year
But watch the price shoot up
All black entourage dressed
Just like shooters
You spend ya life with her, me
I

a thousand years 
 Never give a chance to enemmies, I've learned it all before 
 Nightmare of the seas, I ride the storm 
  
 Sailin' against the wind

to give me years, like my nigga Shyne
I told them haters "watch"
Let a brother shine
Yeah, it's real boss shit
I first made the paper, off hitting licks

was takin' flights years ago
I never saw niggas
Spared him, sent a bitch at him
I swear we could've caught niggas
Golden keep a couple shooters 'round

There is some kind of mystery 
 In this land we live 
 A thousand years in our history 
 Taught us to believe 
  
 We never know 
 What the future

"In the hallways of eternity, their names echo, defying the laws of time
Thousands of years of evolution later, we light a candle to salute them
But

social media got they soul poisoned
One of the albums of the year, nigga, yeah, nigga (woo)
I've been said it, you gotta give him credit ('kay)
Nigga,

Who, more than anything, loved their corn!

They say it came from Mexico
Some seven-thousand years ago

Somewhere between right now and dinosaurs