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I’m feeling myself i took what’s left 

I’m eating lobster prepared by chef 

Don’t hear the hate like I’m legally deaf 

Focus on self and not

I’m feeling myself i took what’s left 

I’m eating lobster prepared by chef 

Don’t hear the hate like I’m legally deaf 

Focus on self and not

and got you slippin'
Another victim, don't know what's hit them through his spinal
Just another man who defeated by survival
That's your biggest rival,

a soul that's driven everyday by lyrics
Tried to cut the cord that gave me life but wasn't use 
Got Arthurs sword and Rambos knife but wouldn't get through

making it sizzle 
Make the crowd 
Bounce like a dribble 
Dream daily got rid of the pillow 
Got guts like cigarillo 
Tough back no armadillo 
Late nights

(It's been a minute since I, since I've got somethin like this, but
Yeah, yeah, ey it's Trev!)
Okay dizzo, I sprint on the field and do it for sparta

Fake '88

Saint Etienne

Sharks Patrol These Waters

1995

Transcribed by patrick and nicola


[sarah:]
"I am tired and I'm bored,", he said. /
"and I've got kinks in my bed. /
This work, how I hate it, I'd

thoughts in my songs
Got a microphone
And the nights long I be dropping sing alongs
So if you feel me make me feel less alone
Feel like my feelings feeling

or die
Yup ride or die, you can ride on by
Or the railroads where you're gonna lie
Hogtied and I got the quickest draw to
Keep you all in line
No rush for

if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,

You wan vex me
You wan try me eh
If I just, hey
Ah ah

I be overseas act a little uncanny 
And I got the pack by a bitch by her Fanny
Nigga smell

Momma said the last one had me in the dog trap (on god)
Silvan said that God be plotting on my comeback 
Mac right by my side ain't talking bout your 10

listen to me, mayn
Now that we got Texas fiendin, mayn
It's time to make the whole fuckin' world start geekin'
We expand across the whole mothafuckin'

friends
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go again
You might as well comeback
We ain't gotta take it fast
I just wanna make you laugh
I tired of being sad
You

focus
Before you treat your soldiers
You need a thousand solid heads
Break bread with those around you
And by the time the war is over
(Well guess we got

Then I make contact
I been really thinking
Life goes fast no blinking
Ferris Bueller had it right
So you got to keep it tight
I be selfish with my time

All the Way Live

Thousand Foot Krutch

Set It Off

2001

and it don't make sense,

To live your whole life for the dollars 'n' cents,
This greed is killin' us by the hundreds,
Ya sittin' on a million but ya still

Short Texas Outrolude

UGK

Dragged And Chopped Pt. 6: All Hard ! No Soft!

2006

I ain't takin no shit on my cuts
The UGK posse got the big big nuts

Yo, so who's a bold bitch?
Try to make a sale
You betta bail
Before they

Baby I'm no boater, but I want in yo sea
Oooh, I see you watching me
You don't gotta make a thing complicated
Cause I know your goals, I know your goals

never lacked
Just neva' had the energy to make a comeback
Now I'm bringing the phonk
Beat's so hard like the suga' from the monk
Me and my girl making out

ain’t by mistake
Feed the fam they all getting plates
If we got problems, ima have my niggas send you home
That’ll put em in they place
Gold grills while

pill I had to swallow
Sucked it up and I got through what to do to take care of my children and you
I need you to choose it (go choose it)
I don't

tonight
I don't take chances only make advances
Got a new girl in the room we romancing
She like dirty dancing while I throw the cash
We gon chase the bag

When he walks around like he's made outta glass,
Boy sit your ass down with that lighter you ain't got no gas 

Don't make me furious,
All that pussy cat