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Think it's time I let my wild side out tonight
No one talks about the nights they got perfect sleep
And we're only here for so long
So we might

Peter doesn't know what the hell is going on
Confusion's running wild and all confidence is gone
Nothing seems to go right and nothing's ever fair
He

black cults
Cough syrup with me, I'ma sell it by the ounce
Sixty metal jackets in AR
I don't hang around, you ain't coppin', I skate off

Tryna get these

Too many women
They in love with me
I can keep that company
I promise you
Yo girl in love with me
Plus she love my melodies

I got bad bitches in my

the jet)
Young bond it's a contract
Ya girl gone the seats Aston
How I get it they keep asking (What)

Lavish life be the reason
They hating on me,

That in spoken word, similarities and styles spread like syphilis
For girls that have gone wild or free software on a broke man's computer files

getting knocked down by my fears
I smear them and move on that's how I was raised
But I fear that if I stay here I'll just stay afraid

I can't lie to you,

outta time but it's ticking
I been channeling my mind on a mission
I thought everything was fine, girl what's missing
I can't have you on my mind if you

a girl shine she perfect practicing her poses
No need to unwind I'm as calm as the stoics
My grass is growing and I'm a published poet
No sweat I'm fully

nowadays Y'all be fuckin on each other like y'all tryna catch AIDS
Outta style girls gone wild Tryna sex a nigga with a fly whip and a nice smile
Nice

I know you remember Tamika all her friends called her Meek-Meek
Pretty girl she used to live off 18th street
She was a good kid she ain't get in

BASS GUITAR PLAYER

He was my first bass man and played with power and rage
At the age of 25 he died on stage
We were young and wild and another guy

Stopped by that brewery,
hometown boys and me
Just tryin' to catch a Friday night buzz
Then you came on the scene,
changed my whole scheme
This beer

in Bahamas and I met a girl named Molly
She said that she skateboards , couldn't even ollie
But she ride the d***, like a motherf*****' trolley
Back

dollars in order to live blessed but I won't let em control me I gotta remain blessed thoughts running wild how could I get it the quickest way distribute

There I was, living on my own
With the wild jungle fox I'd adopted
But since she died, I've a hollower life
And I'm feeling much less productive
But

P, bitch, I'm tryna buss a brick

Put that shit up in the blender, press the button, watch it mix
My white girl need a 8-ball, I'ma meet you there by 6

a ford mustang bitch I’m gone in 60
I’m beyond gifted while your ass is naughty listed
Muhammed Ali on the mic against Sunny Liston
My name is shouted from

Wild niggas who don't know, sneak dissing
Suck a nigga off, then she go back to living
In a crummy old house with a drunk and old dad
Took a bitch from

to make you smile
This shit don't last forever, you know that life is wild,
You could be here today, and be gone by tomorrow

Stuck between a rock

guys look back when they see us walk by
When I see you smile, I clock that cos me and you are tight
And it's been a while since we reacted and acted wild

Huh...
Oh-oh-oh-oh
sounds going on (hey maffia)
yeah, put the night time lie low
Nina Sky what's going on?
Yeah my am ready right now
Wild up shut

Dirty money in the hood we gotta eat
So they selling by the week
Everybody strapped it's like a key
If the feds pull up everybody quiet
Nobody speak
When

cause i Kick freestyles
till ya'll buck wild & wilding
My jeans is still sagging
on a private seat
Peep
Me in a magazine
Think about how I'm a emcee
It