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Don't know need a check
We just want to live and learn
Progression for my people back
I see the traps, legal craft
They're quick to hold us down

skill that
I use for the writin'
Craft and draft and searching themes
Lurks in pages, works on a saver
Return of the B girl promises
A path and scaff

not going back home
In my journey I craft
The love, the joys of tomorrow 
I'm not going back home (I'm not going back home)

(I'm not going back

craft the other breeds my care.

Such men are like the hidden Rocks, 
Which in the Seas doe lie:
Against the which each Ship that knocks, 
Is drowned

ain't rockstar, I'm a craft worker
I got a tax number, I don't brag if the bag Berkin
We don't flash unless lights go off like bag service 
In two

the
Knick-knack flip, with a grip that's grit Graff
Fit fat, when you looking for a flip that's
Just that so for real you'll never skip crafts
Split lips reveal

y'all forget about me?" (Hey, Dan)
Hey
Hey

It been so many times I played it safe
But it ain't safe the place I work and on my craft, this who I am

and crafts

Behind the pines sold kitty clutch and jars
Mommy got her muscles out
Muscled out at the PG parts
Ouija board seance
Crayons that match your cheeky

the grind worth it
Remember when they left me in the dark
I hope my shine hurt 'em
Working on my craft
I gotta get this shit beyond perfect
All that hating,

all
didnt you expect of life
to play a better part
and set the world on fire !
set the world on fire !
Did you ever feel the force
a special craft

and bias
But one day, a group of multidisciplinary creators 
Gathered together to prove that humans were still the masters of their craft
They hosted

the writer's block subsides
There are too many tales to tell
You see the world, you make this last
You share your craft with new creators
Your best friends stick

shoes
I love to go to school!

I can paint and make some crafts
I love to go to school
Sing and dance with lots of laughs
I love to go to school

Chorus3

the residence of a deranged psychopath
Who truly believes to be possessed
By a craft of witchery
He kills children in the name of a witch
A demonic voice

deployed
Craft sent to destroy
Determination ignited their circuits
From scanning satellites
We're guided out of sight
As furious shapes emerge
Discovered

the queen, or meet the president
Like every other man that has mastered his craft
I wish dearly to be in your kiss
So let me win you heart with this classical

bitch stand on me
I know (I know)
Put my all into my craft like this shit all I got
Wipe your eyes, baby (baby, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Pretty girls don't