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No more
No more
No more

Yeah yo
I feel like Flacko
Out of Stockholm
Model pussy poppin’
Got Louis Vuitton socks on
Boujee and fine
Move like

The night-terrors make me daydream,
cnd lately it's the same thing

Daydreamin
Cus reality's fading
Daydreamin
So I'll sit here and daydream

I don't need my head,

what you need
My little partner, he ready, he itching
Commando my body, who ready? I'm finish
I'm off of the Act' while
I'm doing a mission
Niggas

the kingdom
'cause I got what you need, hun
And we don't answer to no one
'cause we're just out here to have fun
So let's get some, yeah

I hate it, I love it

his front lip
Catch his body I'm stuntin'
They don't want smoke, oh
So what was it over since when you a winner
And your numbers are lower? He in Aurora

No more no more
No more yeah, yo

I feel like Flacko (Flacko)
Out of Stockholm (yeah) model pussy poppin'
Got Louis Vuitton socks on boujee and fine

I need some of that flower power / Cause I’m growing weaker by the hour / Shattered my jaw, collapsed my veins / Creepy crawlers dig a maze in my

anymore
All alone in this body that stores
My brain I'm goin insane
Am I the only one in pain
I don't care what you do with my remains
Cause when I'm sober

and chase your dreams
got to do this by yourself
Stop waiting
Live your life
Stop debating
And go outside
I feel I don't belong
But still I sing this song

Give me your eyes
I wanna see what I'm destroying
Give me your lips
I wanna kiss the ground you walk on
Give me a sign
I don't know where I'm

I Don't See Anyone at All

Dead Flowers

Dead Flowers

1998

when I got to
I pick myself up to let you know that I
Need none of your loving, giving or caring
Perhaps I believe they're nothing to do with me
I don't

dem what we need
Tell Babylon fi low di trees
I man smoke out di police
My weed addi baddest in a di place
Come ina mi yard & smoke pon this
Herbalistic

We're burning through the rubber
Nowhere we need to go, got nothin' down the road ahead
Won't confuse me for another
Save it for the night, you

told
And I could have sworn he never would have showed
So I stop down by the bar and grab my drink
Yeah I need some fuel to help me sit and think
But all

Diary of a Nurse

Pungent Stench

Masters of Moral, Servants of Sin

2002

Daddy's gone
Left his spawn
He won't return before dawn
She's the nurse
She's perverse
By the end of night you'll need a hearse

trapped with this

Don't Sell It

The Cruel Sea

This is Not the Way Home

1991

and of a satellite town
Where windows smash or shine
Lovers bleed take what they need
From the deaf dumb and the blind

Oh, don't sell your love
Oh, don't sell your

Alumina

Nightmare

The World Ruler

things
It's not something that's unrealistic
At the end of the road that connects us to the future, I want to see what I've got in my hand

Closing my

got from us what they wanted
No need to show us the door

I went down to the river
And followed it down to the sea
I said hello to the ocean
That ocean