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some by their faces
And I even know some by name
I guess they think that we're all
Movie stars and millionaires
I guess that they still believe
That
Say what you want about me
Yeah yeah yeah
Say what you want about me
Right now
All by ourselves
She wanted to show we can do anything
All by
this is all over
Take a flight to Durango
Take a car to La Quinta
Chevrolet Silverado
Sort of south of the entrance
Drive it down to Las Cruces
blood, oh it's written in her bones
Yeah, she'll only be bound by the things she chooses
Her smile is sneaky like a fiery fox
It's that look that
Well, the first thing I want to say is??Mandate my ass!?
Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not
This will be the last time
Love for you was only used to pass time
Baby if you love me you will pass by
Tell me all the things that trouble your mind
Dancing by the moonlight
Things are going so right
Losing track of our time
So hard to say goodbye
Dancing by the moonlight
Things are going so right
Full plate and hungry
Callin' on a-
If your got eye on me
Entirely
Better check the IO3s
Don't fly by the 'pportunity
And if you don't, ahem
You better
understanding
Things will be much better at the “Grand Opening”
I'm taking time for me
It's been a long time coming
I'm not gonna worry about your facebook
To keep their moist lips bloody
Blinders ripped off, eyes open
The things once precious cease to be
I learn to swim by drowning
I fall to fly
I'm falling
Swallowed all my pride
This time I grow up now
Always try to be the better man
No more shedding light on things things that I wished gone
Burn it too
you come with me, then you gon' spread your wings
We gon' fly away, baby, to a better scene
I'ma have to show you how to do the right thing
Stinkin'
things, apologies don't make better
Ties to darkness from my youth I couldn't sever
So weak from years of folding to pressure
Mind polluted, Satan loves
that you speak about
And all the things you bring to light are comin' down
Now everybody hit the ground
Fear is on the march and in the lost and found
summers
I ain't seen the streets
In like five or six weeks
'cause I'm back on the cell block
Lookin' like I'm shell shocked
In and out
Down south, up
on
I don’t wanna hear a thing that you wanna say
Pipe down on twitter trying to put a face on
Silly choice, silly move, idiot things
Silly me, silly
overcrowded like rats
Crossing deserts from south to north to get the shore
Many they are, dreaming about freedom
From slavery, war and misery they want
I still smoke by the ounce yea
You can still come by the house yea
I'm still on the north side of town yea
Really I be in the clouds yea
OnTheDale
an overachiever
They told her receive her
Diploma you know the
Expensive piece of paper
Defined by the letter on tests, exams and my papers
Higher the better
I was conceived in the late 90s
By a family who was just being formed
Tunnel vision
My vision is becoming deformed
Bloody eyes
I have no remorse
I'll
to the south coast
Hit the west side
We flippin blacks off the Fences
You know how it is homie
Shining like a diamond
From the ego to the Kitchen
I'm from
Stop wearing your daddy's chains
And your momma's rings
Ini mini miny moe grab a hoe up by her toe is she holler let her go
Got plenty more fasho
girlfriends getting good good from a roadman
Dead pan pale man better brace
One of these days it's gonna slap you in the face
Break up with the girl that you
soul to take
If I die today
If I die today
Took me 4 hours
Just to get up out this bed
Took me 4 hrs
Think I'm better off dead
Took me 4 hours
Man I'm
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