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Portraits by Rembrandt
I do love them so
And sculptures in marble
A claret from the Bordeaux

'Course I hate French
'Cept the French who can make

word
Word? Fuck you mean?
I feel so jaded by everything
My soul's ground to dust
From this whole machine
They said
Money in my hand
Is a good thing
Money

Boy I'm looking for a reason
Might be in tune but I got demons
On my mama I won't have no trouble sleeping
Boy I'm looking for a reason
Might be in

Even my demons
I can't step away from this
Cuz there's no time for leaving
I'm gone tell my momma
Look momma I made it (yeah)
It's gone be my own
Ain't

Ok, i'm up now
Bitches say "What's up" now
Demons fighting right beside my bed, I guess I'm stuck now

Singing in this room, feeling different

everyone gave up on me
Everyday I feel like getting knocked out by Apollo Creed
Think I'm being punished for all of my misdeeds
These demons won't give up,

Killing demons, what's the word?
Insecure, super scared
Got those two things on me, for sure
Guns in her Louis purse
When they hate on me, they hate on her

Loco-Motive

Nas

Life Is Good [Best Buy Exclusive] [Deluxe Edition]

2012

city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I

Burn

The Roots

Present

2005

hate me, bitches in the head beatin' 'em (So)
Niggas want to ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherfucker, want a real rap show?
Fiends are

on opposite sex
The cream got me fiend for mass appeal scheme
Like doin' drive-bys in stretched limousines
I keep tons of guns my niggas on
The run pack

Of dalliance with a demon thing
Demon thing!

Of dalliance
With a demon thing, yeah!
Of dalliance
With a demon thing!

Sad to remember, sick with years
The swift

the sentry and the custodian
But I got the keys
Still bringing up your past runs 
I'm not intrigued
Gotta convince me
First things first dollars initially
Its

hot
Soon as she make that shit drop
Benz on Benz blue tint
Bands on bands got two rings on both my hands
Yea
I'm into loving on bad things
Poor thoughts

you like some glass

I'm straying away from the rest, you'll regret all the things that you said when I treated you best
Now I know I see all

You be talking shit but when it, pop, you gon' run
Aye, hey, aye, hey, thinking bout the things that you said

L-E-T
You know, I don't think you're

the nights that I prayed it all my demons I slayed 'em
Free from their enslavement. No longer am I succumbing

Wish I could go back in time to when I thought

my left 
You won't see me get geeked off of no pills
Yeah I stomp on my own and I keep me a tone 
But uh you can get beat and that's for real
How she

demons out and they don't care what you repping bout
And we heard you was claiming don't fuck around and extra'd out
It's the renegade better run when them

to slaughter town
And end up with a lotta found
Right before college-bound
Some things I thought about
Depression heavily rested
But I am saying where are you

sticky
I stayed in at kitchen
I'm whipping up Whitney
Drugs in my system
Don't fuck up my kidney
Stomp a nigga out
When my outfit dickies
Ublock demon
You

wasting
My time
Oh
You've given me wings
You've helped me to see things
In a way
I have never
Before
Do you love me
My stoner baby
Or do you
Just
Love

Yeah
I be like, I ain't worrying bout a damn thing
Still running ish when even pulling hamstrings
Tough and easy to bounce back just like some

fled
Big shot full of red Im on a Percocet
Hide why would I hide
Got demons round me praying for a homicide
Smoking pressure we just praying we survive

these demons I stomp on they neck
Castin down spells in a matter of seconds
Love is a gift and I enjoy your presence
After this life hope we meet up in