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boys homie, they don't play fair, day care
But glad we beat the curve word to Joanlee, 
cnd I'm just going with the flow homie, no leaks
The music is

these three words. Say this!

All is well
All is well
All is well
I just want to thank you Lord!

© Joste Music (ASCAP), Arr. by John P. Redmon Music

tryna get a boost
Counting my XP by the twos
I'm making music like Usain sorry if I lose ya
But I'm making moves
I'm on these tracks like searching for

talented and kinda gifted
People give me compliments, they always say my music cool
Just tell me that I suck at writing, you and I both know it's true

They told me to stop making black people music
But every good genre invented by black people
Now we the ones that use it

Black artists invented

asking 
Why He took 2 4
Speechless
No crown so I mark L's weekly
The U.K said peace i gotta go
From my house I impeached myself
Needed time to teach myself

Until We Meet Again

Rittz

Top of the Line

2016

shock, on Twitter venting
Then one of my fans tweeted that Mike Brown deserved it
I said, man, you dumb as fuck
Imagine you went to the store for blunts

I'll be back, but for now just sekkle

Did you hear the main thing
That was just said?

In about four seconds
A teacher will begin to speak

I'll play

It's time for a story on how I been feeling
This music like drugs that I been dealing
I don't know what's gotten to me
I just don't feel free, I

Little Hands

Duncan Sheik

Duncan Sheik

1996

by far 
I hear every word she says 

(she says) 
Don't take it bad don't worry about it 
You're a friend of mine and there's no way around it

corridor
'Cause the world is sad, yeah the world is bad
Yeah the world's not glad cause the world is sad 
(You already said that you idiot. Sorry)

brother, my killer?
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you. I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way

If you ever come by here
For Jane

music on Clinton Street
All through the evening

I hear that you're building your little house
Deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now
I hope

on and on
On stage I sang for your love
I said we could be happy together
Together...
Whoa-oh
I said goodbye
Set it all on fire
So don’t say a word
Of what you ever

don't know your mine
You See my minds a scary place
When I'm singing silent storms go away
She said music's your vice
And she she like to prey
Glad she

hope you'd see
That you're OK you're OK
Just put your trust in Me
And you'd be OK

Writing all night making this music for you
Just for 4 likes and 44

Biological Didn't Bother

Shaquille O'Neal

Alive in the 90's, Vol. 1-3

1999

dollar package deal

She said you want me you gotta take my son
Or else its like a hot dog but without the bun
Guess what he accepted, responsibility

said of course you can
I text you you text me and I don't respond for hours
Distracting myself by writing a song about you and going on the internet

never hitting pause
Travel shore to shore, a tour for sure
If these people like my music I'm passionate for
Hardcore, giving you more than more
And oh so

Where do we go now, oh

And I'm a product of my environment
That's why these people buy my music when I'm supplying it
They tell me life is always sunny

alright tonight

To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get this letter
It's four pages but my name ain't

apart, cause it’s just how I coped
All the words they said at that funeral where just a fucking joke

The night my mother died was the same night that I

there aint nothing to see
You wanna know what's responsible for many deaths
Alcohol and cigarettes
These two substances they kill people
God said we need

Grits & Collard Greens 111917							                                                                               
  Lyrics and Music By: Gregory E.