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livres ça écrase les moustiques (bzz)
Un doigt dans l'engrenage puis j'rentre au bercail
C't'album y'a mille mains un peu comme les Hentais (mais nan)
Cet

at me and see I'm cute that's why you won't see the slash
Coming from the back of my bag keep a knife by my calf
start it but you'll finish last
prepared

Y'all mainstream rappers tried to kill the genre
When I can revive it by not smoking marijuana
I will also be a decent home own'a
I'ma 'finna own

She took a lot from me, taught her everything and started road running
Made a b-line to the streets, should've known she came from it
Lot of niggas

dreams
While I am waking up in a cold sleep
Does she feel tortured by the distance
As I do when I’m distant
Does she worry I’ll never return
From

Lawyer Bill, I fell from heaven
A few weeks ago
Or a month or two
I've forgiven all the humans
But perhaps I forgot one or two
I didn't tell you I

depression will come
I shed all my weight from my therapy runs
I have trauma, I've seen all the guns
My life's full of drama, my life isn't fun
No way bro,

I remember the photo we took
Cause you taped it in your old scrapbook
It was August down by the brook
We drank the liquor from our parents that we

sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for

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

we've got it on tape
We've written your fate
And it can't be erased

I was not always a monster
Once I was somebody's muse
Innovation made us stronger
But

bound to blow
The formula ain’t never been original
You play the game and now tryin' to get an album sold
I’m surrounded by the muses and they gonna be

Will recognise me when I'm forty
Like Shorty I've been real from day
I see MC's I don't carry on away
So why would they wanna hate
Us when it's 2008?
You

always stay by my side, you’re my muse, you’re my muse
You’re a star no one else shines bright like you, other girls but you’re the truth, I appreciate,

is amazin’
Beats by Chase M
Sound funky like twelve slapboxin’ Jamaicans
In the elevator, haze in the air from blowin’ trees
Not from the teasin’

the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album

the mastermind behind you, manipulating you(U)
It's a fair game, You have to play by the rule, reallly yeah?(Oh oh)
I said so much about this song(Uh uh)
The album

people
Real programming directors with
Wives and kids that love music
That can’t play what they
Want to play because
They’ve been paid to play that

too, honestly, I have better poems that I've performed at poetry slams that I'm gonna use on the next album
There's this guy Gary from the poetry slams

I've got a girl now you can't contact me
Where'd you get my number from
What'd ya expect me to say or do
Try ringing the other dude u used to talk

born surrounded by rap
I grew up in the era of the west coast rap
Back then nobody gave a shit but now it's being bumped all over the map
I'm a young

Vibrate
from Thru Channel EP by GeeJay

Wishlist

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My name is held bound
By a silver light
The muses reap
From the tips of my fingers
I make my way
'Cause it only feels right
Don't hold you breath

badly needs that can wiat
(wi-at? That's a new English
Word which means wait)

I've been waiting for some reaction
To the album from American
Listeners