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I’m staying late yeah
She left her man and now she
With me changing pace yeah
Stare at her face and I
Get butterflies it ain’t fair
She give a blank

I'm asking now
Take a chance on me
How much clearer can I be?

Hey, boy, what you gon' do?
If you want me like I want you
Then man up and make your move

right
So close your eyes and kiss me

Some old tin cans tied to your truck
By your best man, we were so in love
We said our vows and I started to cry
You

the world will do the rest
I get butterflies driving by your street
Butterfly jet flying south to the beach
Trust me girl you're not another number
Forget

soul
Takeover we done control
Protected Dey can’t do us harm
Blessed by the words of God
A Goddess had to get me right
Baby fly as angel wings
She spread

Feeling defeated by my lust as things are getting heated
Like a big baby, no longer being a man of steel
Baddie got me hot, over here begging for a feel

You got the cash, well I'm about to come in and embezzle
Man I'm on a whole 'nother level
I put the bass up in your face
And you feeling it treble

but it's street gossip
It's nothin', ain't 'bout no cash and hung up the phone
He can tell by the sound of his tone
Next time he see him, it might

What's a man to do when there's nothing to gain, but all things to lose, in this world of cruise
Slide his neck through that well-rounded noose
Slit left

for devotion

Oh, and it's the same symptoms every time
Butterflies in my stomach every time that you hit my line
I'm gonna be the perfect man for you

gats, jit, all my niggas ride
Don't make me make another mama cry
Do a drill, catch another homicide
Fix your face, nigga, you got butterflies?
Chopper

Young Godz

Shyheim

The Lost Generation

1996

on camera 
They seek death, I begin to torture them (calm down kid take your time) 
By giving butterfly stitches, bear witness 
As I hang with Jehovah's

Goodman, my good man, goodbye

Seems like every year people like
You come waltzin' by
Drift in and outa here, like a butterfly
I've seen 'em come and go

that I get to do
While I sleep
Every step towards you
Doesn't matter what we go through
I'll stay by you're side
I will always hold you
It doesn't matter

by butterfly wings
Can help to age a coal into diamonds
I threw a net on the sky and got caught up in the night
I do more searching than finding

Ziel ist Erfolg, ich muss pushen
Kennst du das Gefühl wenn man alles hat
Dann wacht man auf und es gibt nix da
Kein Papa, keine Mama auch keine Schwester

and everything you do
(I gotta get the cash)
Just sittin' away watchin' the days go by
(Now you got to go)

I dream bout Leah Lando, make all the luciano
And girls

man's just try
Look how quick six months went by
African man, Caribbean ting
Frying plantain, she call me plantain
Flying on a plane to release your

of people inspired by rappers
Who do give a shit about the game we livin' in
Shit is ridiculous I have to say this
It should be common sense, I hope these

pray to Lord y'all don't take me there
Younging still fundraising running up a bag they took my slime from me gotta do it for my man's

I'm just a lil

Thief

Can

Delay 1968

1981

you're the only one 
Living by the open hand? 
Now why must I be the thief
Why must I be the thief

You cursed the butterfly 
And the holy man who

You ever had one of those days where the shit just won't align?
And the harder that you try, the further you fall behind?
Man, even as an atheist, I

Lyrics by：Lea
Composed by：Lea
Ay iyaiyai
Ay iyaiyai
Ay iyaiyai
Where's my samurai
Ay iyaiyai
Ay iyaiyai
Ay iyaiyai
Where's my samurai
I've been

thought, that’s on the menu
Man doesnt live by bread alone
But a word rooted in love is like that butterfly letting go 

It's early in the morning
You know