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Gotta make time for your loved ones though
Cause sometimes you go to sleep and the sun don't show
You know if crunch time come, then the gun gon'
take you wherever I can see the sun kiss you
I'm not mad at all got the camera on record
Some of them are gon' be mad
But it don't matter anymore
Them
I'm beautiful and heaven-sent
I'm one and none, shine like the sun, man, use this shit as evidence

I'm the bop kid, you know who the fuck it is
I rock
B-back up on that block bitch I been trapping till the sun out
B-bitch don't speak on 4 cause if you do we bring that gun out
I just dropped
I'm looking to the sky, I'm praising the most high
I'm looking at my life, wonder why I'm still alive
There's gotta be a reason, man, this season's
of nomads and we not here by ourself 
Said we nomads 
In a no mans land 
Pretending to be home until we go back then 
I try to tell ‘em to be strong and keep
Shoreline, my feet in the sand,
I feel like the man, everything's gone perfectly to the plan
I feel like the king of the planet, moon, and the sun
slobbing on dis knob
But lets get it straight man I aint talkin corn onna cob
Reining champs motherfucker I throw a lob
Yeah we ride with the mob we gotta do
stash gone in a day
I'm dealing cocaine, the feds think I'm gay
Honouring all the times they looked the other way
This a white man world and I'm selling
know some niggas, and I fucked they bitches way back in the day
Yeah, I know some niggas, but I'm by myself in the back of the Wraith
Oh, I meant
The third rock from the sun 
I present to you my the newest and greatest creation. 
Planet earth

Damn bro i feel so good this is a new beginning
Nothing
do it

Your drip continue oozin
Keepin' all your doors to yourself, girl
Leave these niggas clueless
Big boy standards, I ain't trippin' by my old
orange foreign like an orange peel
One day I'll be soaring but I'm stuck to the ground like a sunflower
Tryna face the sun but I got none this is my
rubbing my eyes, look at the sun. My mother was a Christian, my daddy was a gun
Gunpowder prescription, marijuana addiction. Go to LA or Oak Park to eat
scattered on the floor

Move me along
Like bored unwilling god
A man I can blame
Oh what a shame
15 years believing
The music, so deceiving

I like the notion
life

Front and back, left and right
They wanna bring me down
Side by side, they connive
They wanna see me gone
I'll never fall, I'll never break
they
Cigarettes and no matches
That's me all over
I'm a nervous man in a four dollar room
Looking over my own shoulder
Mother Mary, mother may I?
Lucky
flows
Theres the force that is helping ya
And the one opposed
There is man there is woman
And then theres up and down
There is loud there is boisterous
be my man
Never want to bring me fear
By the way you're always near
To embrace my flaws and help you understand
(Understand)

Whenever you're sad, I'm
me opening the doors a gentleman
Went and shut it in my face blocked me from entering
Yeah watched you through the window find another man
Watched you
Don't haggle with the ice cream man
Don't look into the sun
Don't try too hard to understand
Don't cock the loaded gun
Don't go into the lion's den
rise)
The sun ain't coming up
The moon my light
She ask me if eye can
Get her right
She think i'm funny
She think im nice
Yo chick like me but she not my
The man walking along the side of the freeway
Give him leeway
He can't be stopped
He holds it in his palm

Now he's taking apart a fan
glow of the sun
Diffused by the shades
And fell on the rug
The cat's grace of the fall
The sleight of your hand
Ignoring the call

I met a man who sold

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