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neglected the Lord that day
Okay I'm cappin', 7 years ducking the house of pray
Instead of words from a cardinal, I chose to wander carnivals
With Shuga

Every Fucking City [Live]

Paul Kelly

Songs from the South, Vol. 2

2008

wrong and you cursed me in the rain

We split up for a while in Barcelona
We met up six days later in Madrid
I was hoping that the break would make things

Listen y'all do not want beef
I will eighy-six a pussy La Couspaude
I ain't talking to this [?] if im not gon beef
If i take an L, I take an L

I pick up the paper, walk to the station
Read about the writings on the wall
I know when my train come
6 AM, fifty-one
Standin' by the track I

was always you

Standing outside cause its 6am
But you won't go home
You won't go to bed
Can't sleep well from the screaming in your head
Seems

no love
I'm cold like my toes growin' up po'
Compare us to ghosts 'cause niggas don't be livin' no mo'
A million images but no vision they shrinkin'

I'm not big on fighting these days
But I don't call the cops
And I'm not big on scrappin'
Lately when I start, i don't stop
I just need one more

When I woke up, 6 pm​
Sleeping in your day again
Your ghost keeps me lonely
All the while, I'm burning for you
For you, oh
And this could be just

the Ghost (yeah)
Seen you on your finsta, I better not I be in your posts (yeah)
Seen you drinkin' liquor, I drink lean, we could toast though
Ayy, playin'

Adore Adore [Live]

Yoav

Adore

2007

This is the story that time forgot 
And though some names have been changed, 
Some names, some names have not 
Tune in every night at six o'clock

action and tired of being patient
I'm livin my life, I'm earning my stripes, if I see my co defendants that's word on sight
We can throw hands all day all

This is the story that time forgot.
And though some names have been changed,
Some names, some names have not.
Tune in every night at six o'clock
You

wrong and you cursed me in the rain
We split up for a while in Barcelona
We met up six days later in Madrid
I was hoping that the break would make things

though, you're ghost if I say so
Guns and ammo, I buy them by the caseload
Then I get you hit for fifty pesos

(Violent J)
This one's for this boy

did everything that's to be done in SA
So I might move out to LA
Make reservations, 4/28
Looked at the time it was 4:28
Bought the 6 in the 428
Did

as I'm reading it now
Our ghosts sit alone at the cafe
Each 6 o clock in Montmartre
I hid my heart in our nook there
In Paris I'm still in your arms
Here

You only gangster if you rich
Crack your whole fuckin' head
You try to play me out my shit
Four niggas with me ridin' up the 5 and the 6
Tried to push

i saw blood then shit got realer,
015, 6 man up in dinger,
By 16 bro i saw me a spinner,

Redz backed beef that day in the park,
That’s my nigga

Ghost, that's my family tree
That trio couldn't be beat by the 2010 Miami Heat
I don't need liqueur, my savior is the proof
That's the truth so I'm a put

This is the story that time forgot
And though some names have changed
Some names, some names have not
Tune in every night at six o'clock
You can open

This is the story that time forgot
And though some names have changed
Some names, some names have not
Tune in every night at six o'clock
You can open

I wanna be rich to go secular
and sign on the dotted line for the wealth
But that's when I felt Holy Ghost come upon me,
Trying to call me, tell me

way through until six
Taking on new frustrations like tired unsellable homes
Paranoid and ghost dense
All the time endlessly dreaming
But with

This is the story that time forgot
And though some names have changed
Some names, some names have not
Tune in every night at six o'clock

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