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(you) you're making me

You're making me wanna go
Get this shit started
I know that you want it
By the faces you making
Just picture you screaming my name

the mask on the face 
With minimum meaningful riddle 
Blocking all my rage 
That's what i hate
Game played now run
Its your time to pay for your burns

Sweet Southern Comfort

Buddy Jewel

Patriotic Country, Vol. 2

2005

Misty sunrise in my hometown
Rows of cotton 'bout knee high
Mrs. Baker down the dirt road
Still got clothes out on the line

Irwin Nichols there

Somethin' gave my soul a start
Swift the black off my rusty heart
Maybe it's the hand of fate
Could be the angel, needin' that eat

A child could tell

Charming moves, like an angel,
dropping in my eyes a light that shined
and gave me peace.
"" Don't be afraid , there is no longer
reason for your grief...""

paint me as a villain 
Changing up my words so that they can play the victim
Still I dont blame them i blame the system;
Capitalism in the land

Self esteem extinguished over night it's
Too damp in here to reignite it
Mind crippled by a blight
Stuck me alone here another night

But really they

Ay, ay, ay, lil' bitch ask if I'm good, yeah, bitch, I'm great
If you love me, bitch, tap my dick on your face
He wanna pound on that loud, gave his

and laugh and do exactly what we aim

Life hasn't gone exactly as we planned it
Both had demons that we had to face alone
But in this second breath I am

A little white lie can be manna from heaven 
A national calamity is my five-hour energy
A little phone hack is my cocaine crack
You know I love Greta I like

alright?)
Me and my ego
Ain't been seeing eye-to-eye
I often wonder, where did he go?
When he should be by my side
I'm a strider like Viggo
I'm a splicer like

don't hurt you
They falling off, you niggas won't get involved we caught him in the cardigan, parked
up in his momma's car the percs probably put him away

don't want you to feel alone 
Siting all by yourself 
Can't be good for your health 
So go ahead and speak you truth 
Cause I am here for you 

Tell me,

don't want you to feel alone 
Siting all by yourself 
Can't be good for your health 
So go ahead and speak you truth 
Cause I am here for you 

Tell me,

me
Pop a ten and pull up, I'ma be there in the ten ball
Thinkin' I ain't slidin' with the gang, you off the fentanyl
Why you missin' shots, the gang

Gotta be out by the morning
If you say it ain't right I'ma player
You get testy I got options
(Trade you like some stock init)

I was 16 but age didn't

Then a face full of rocks
Put your family in shock
Bitch I am the Doc

It's the Art of Destruction
The Art of Destruction
It's the Art of Destruction

a face full of rocks
Put your family in shock
***** I am the Doc

It's the Art of Destruction
The Art of Destruction
It's the Art of Destruction
The Art

Your smile proves we are fools and we make mistakes
I close my eyes and go with you to that special place
Don't hide be hind your face this is the time

my bezel
Got 
Plenty stacks from plenty packs 
You can get it in the back roll up a little
Remember back cutting boob laps 
Now the crew happens to be

a widebody 
My girl found I’m  cheating 
I hope she don’t cry bout it 
I be thuggin by myself 
I ont need nobody
If i go today 
My niggas better slide bout it

so ashamed
Who am I to blame?
I still love you
Even though you did me dirty, babe
I'm not as strong
As I used to be anymore
I can still see you in my

tried
It's all about the message
Jesus Christ, "Preach it bai"
Man I hate my day job
But my pastor seh be grateful
Man I hate to use swab
But I always

been dying by the drop
But I keep feeding my addiction
I've been going through a lot
Bet you'd be dead in my position

Go and take another bump
This