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from the floor
It's a late-night here on Blind Road

Early fall back in town
A good friend is coming round
I haven't seen him for a while
I know you're

to someone else
Never too late to fix the pain inside
Cuz it takes two to make a thing go right
You can't do this by yourself
If you ever wanna be
Just leave

see, one wrong move and it's good night
She wanna be my lovely
I wanna be her prize
But I had no one to teach me how to express my emotions right
My

Take a drive
Where my ride?
Ride or die
Wanna fly
Bitch I'm fly
Always high
Got the ice
Allin time
Bitch it's my
Fucking time
Pulling up
Pulling up
With

I mourn the old me
Like a good friend
I spend my days off
Tying up loose ends
And running circles
Around the river slowly

Who was it that told me

make a nigga take time and pause
Yo, In the party lemme get down
Shit gets popping, all my Niggas get down
Go round there everybody get down
I never eat

Die
Though I'll miss her
I know it'll be for the best
But the thought of her not seeing
The robins float by
Makes me sad
Or that she'll never stretch

found out we make things up
To blame our mistakes on someone else

Everything that's too good is cursed by the glory
I don't have any part to play in

I'm a mess then
Professor I'm professing
I'd rather go out and
Party with my best friends
From the dawn break
To the headache
We do what it takes just

You should be laying by my side
All it takes is one night
Imma show that I'm right

Why you asking all these questions
Like I
Didn't mention
That I'm

Do You Believe

MC Ren

Shock of the Hour

1993

'cause all we're lookin' for is a few good men
So niggaz here we go here we go it's a trip
The devil separates you by a blood and a crip
'cause he knows

Too Bad Baby

A1

The A-List

2000

guessed.
Day by day you're slowly running out of things to say.
So I may ask you why is it always me who has to try.
To make things feel right.

You

Yeah, shout out to my old Minecraft friends
Wish I still had you on Skype
Yeah, this song hit me in my feels
Yeah, aye, Vinnie Sauce, ooo
Started off

on stage and take a good look around
The audience is sexy but they don't make a sound
So I tell them how much I wanna hear them shout out loud

Do you like

Pretty girls pop champagne (Pagne)
When I get lonely it rains
My heads been in a spin cycle
I’ve been by myself like a unicycle
I talk to other

vague shit
Then there's this dude say he wanna get to know me
On no fuck shit
Wanna take me out during the day
A whole ass date like what's good
He could

own the way I should 
But on the outside lookin in I tell my family and my friends I'm doing good 
Looking through old photographs it makes me miss

to pick a door
It's a deal you can't get out of.  Ante up and play your hand
And know for sure, there is no cure, this is the Promised Land

From the statue

Somewhere

Jane McDonald

The Collection

2003

Now that I'm grown and I've made it on my own
My friends say I'm crazy for still being alone
But ain't found the right one for me 
But I know that

sold the yola, then I fuckin' pour
Baby, can I fly you out? Hotel, starin' at the shores
She a freak with it, kissin', now we fuckin' on the floor
All

about this nigga
Just makes me want to do some dumb shit
Wanna make some love shit

We got forty-two rounds to knock you out
I gave you forty-two,

In case I don't remember I'll send a letter to myself 
let it sit dusty on the shelf and watch the years go by 
only to be opened should I become

Saving Myself

Dondria

Dondria vs. Phatfffat

2010

the way we'll work it out
When it ain't right; I'm saving myself
I'm saving myself for the day, you say that
You've made your choice and I'm the 
Only

make it
Up out the trap

Big shout to my pops
I ain't tryna think about it
I've been sippin' liquor on the rocks
My mama had a run in with the cops
When