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Bare to the bone
You strike me bare to the bone
I am not moved by mountains
I am not moved by stones
Bare to the bone
You strike me bare to the bone

quwwata illa bil Allah

Dunya now lowkey feels like I'm on a mission
Tunnel vision, trynna use the key to God's wisdom
Funnel religion, Qur'an the muse

Mmm yea ya

Nights don't last long enough
We should be staying up making love
And days fly by too fast
Sit on my lap and move that ass in slow motion

You were caught giving me some head
By your mom
You stayed calm
You stood up for your right to please me
How funny
And now you have the liberty to be

dunks
When you walk by my side"
Yeah, you got me feeling like a punk
your looks they get me high yeah
Show you round my city
We gon do a run-through
Why

sick influenced music
Misusing up all the muses
Causing chaos and bullshit
I eat that shit for breakfast 
I'm hungry if you ain't catch it
Hephaestus

VERS 1
Don't be shy
And don't you cry
Better times are coming by
Grab your shoes
Good riddance blues
Let the music be your muse

PRE-CHORUS

One by one you check off the list
Thrice never much come grant my wish
Oh I close my eyes as the temperature rises
Don't wake me up from this fever

the biggest muse,

What if we never the find the path that leads our heart and soul to righteous,
Or puts our faith in our feelings and never be bothered by if,

Hook...

100 mill, I told yall ta up the fee 
Times it by another 100, then maybe I'll sit comfortably
What yall want from King? 

My King believe

on the table, I 
(Yeah) 
Is it you? 
Need receipt and proof? 
Fuck the stacks and loot 
(Yeah, uh) 
You my muse 
Want you in my room 
On the house for you 
(Oo

goals
Got soul
Gotta live by the code
Cause we focused on bigger thangs, (Bigger thangs)
Yeah

No foes
No hoes
No slows
Gotta grow
Yeah we focused

screaming aahh
Now the neighbors by the block know our business
But you can't help it, no
I'm too intensive
Hol' up hol' up this is Lyon Muse, Look
Girl you

girl you go to school
A little sneaky peek of your muse
Ooh, like a lovesick fool
Not really knowing what to do

But you live on the edge
See you rushing

Come on by I know
You only reap what you sow
When you knock on the door
My shame hits the floor
A Trojan Horse in the skull
The ocean breaching

It's our pleasure that's been disguised as pain
We gain nothing by cursing your name
It's our future the thing we must fight for
We must know where

Walking on by with
Blinking lights in the sky
Young Dreams of others
Passing by and by

With a heavy heart
My young dream torn apart
c feeling that

chained
We won't surrender
Some they rise by sin
And some by virtue fall
But we, will take it all
We awoke into delirium
'Cause we're a generation that

everything you’re never going to see and then
This portrait painted by death’s hand, you are the muse, my fallen friend,
My mind racing Were you right

Chaconne, from Partita no.2 in D minor, BWV 1004

Les Bacchantes is inspired by one of Bach’s masterpieces: the Chaconne, from the 2nd partita for

Baby you're my muse
I wish you knew the truth
I don't know 
Do you still love me baby
Cuz I do
I still love you

When you grab me by the waist
I feel

on
And ignores me
I'm just the protagonist in an
Underdog story
But in real life the underdog usually loses
They ask me what my muse is
And I'd have to say it's

People these days say just take a pill
Sex never lasts and drugs just kill
Money is not like it’s supposed to feel
But by loving you I would be

Shamed and defaced
Scathed and disgraced
Tainted by hatred and can't be erased
Creators betrayed us
We've got it on tape
We've written your fate