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Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how

this thing 
Screw the "I can't write to you, less you write to me"s
I'm bad explaining
Forgive all the cancellations 
But know this wasn't brought by

this is about is that body I'm pursuing
I'm levitating
So fly
Hunnid bitches in the carpool
I speed by
Gotta hunnid things to do
Not a hunnid drinkin'

want you a lot closer to me
Everything you do makes me gladly
Wanna spend my time
With you right by
Everytime I see you
I think about things you and I

and freedom by security officers

Yes, it can be said that consciousness is dangerous here

From the seller on the street to the people who build the road

All the stains I want to erase
People say stop and enjoy
But if I do I'll fail the chase
Puff it up with the base

Weapons are flying
People are dying

sounds good it is good
So leave off of the technical derision
If you want to write a 1 5 6 4 because it's a greatly emotive chord progression
Do it
If you

a piano, a guitar?
Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog
You can live at the mall
I can see the evil, I can smell it
I know it's illegal i don't think

You can only choose one 
Shit that ain't no fun 
That ain't no fun
I want to do it all 
Son

Let's go to present day 
Still feels the same damn way

With the way the world is I know why you're hurtin
Try to keep us all divided, write about it in these verses
Hopin you listen, you hear the words
I get

all about, been about
Thought about, I always come back to you
(Always come back to you)
It’s the way you, it’s the way you touch
It’s the way you, it’s

much, much
All of the people start to rush
(start to rush by) a dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone

but
Time, can mess with your memory's eyes
Bye, is what I'm still trying to write
Two nickles a line, my rhymes about you: I'd get rich from a dime
Your

Rhymes

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All

I can't be your only remedy
Tryna save you is gonna kill me
So write it down, put it in a song
Hope you pour it out
We'd all feel less alone
'Stead

the Lords so I ain't worried about fighting 
Greater is He who lives in me and gives me strength 
I can do all things 
Same authority has been promised to you

What do you see in Juice WRLD?
Like, talk about the talent that you see from him
You just brought him out on stage in front of all these people
I

elevated
Mixtape will be celebrated, I can't leave em devasted
All this money generated, baddies that I've penetrated, flashbacks in life you can't replay It

Deep inside you hold the key
While the world is fast asleep
You can take it all if you just dare to dream

Talk about goals
Talk about a pen

roll my eyes and write about it later cause
Once my mind is attached there's no going back or a least for a little while
Until I convince myself my

the waves of my emotion
cnchored by the hope that I can change
Meanwhile, all of my thoughts bringing me down
Try and plan it out, hit a decline
Thinkin' now

that it was basically never going to happen. I didn't even mention that they are in the insurance business. So all day long, all they do is calculate

to church
Cleanse that soul the devil lurks in the hallway all day
In staircases  dark alleys and ghetto tenements
I reminisce and bring it back to the days

Be nice!?

I been nice for way too long
All i ever do is write alotta sad songs
All i ever do is let a sneak disser talk
All they ever do is just talk,