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get shy when I speak
Is it all a dream do we even mean a thing
Just inside this galaxy in the land of the free
But who am I
But really who am I
They say

brought more guns but they stored up in the attic
Letting shots fire no I am not pragmatic
For the music nigga you know I'm a fanatic
Give me a beat and I

Reborn

Stone Sour

Come What(ever) May [CD/DVD]

2006

living in the shadows
I am just a word to you, but I am very real and cold
Cold to all of this
Cold to how you feel
Cold to all your loose reason

Oh

me
I know I am
Murder any nigga disrespect me
I know I am
Put me on any track and I be going in
Draggin' by myself in the sections
I'm talking O & N
I

Both arms bound
Repressed thoughts leak their way into reality
I can't help but think something is creeping
Crawling out of the attic and into my

can't clear it
Can't trust a soul I can tell by the spirit
Can't trust a soul I can tell by the spirit
I am alive I am
Am I someone I love
Am I someone I

chase em
I was scared til I faced it, now my fears I'm embracing
Wrote hits in the attic, And Blew spliffs in the basement
And Ima man I can't fold

real, tellin' all of them lies
I can see the bitch, man, in all of they eyes
All of they eyes

I'm that man, in the trap, yeah, niggas know who I am
Still

Sweet Beatrice

Adam Sandler

What's Your Name

1997

Richie
Who, by the way, was a Commodore
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe right since the Vietnam War
Then

British/ wait why the fuck am I drinkin Guinness/ I just realized my people just took tennis/ while thinkin as I diminish/ a book of some knowledge/ fuck

it's sunny, I feel the same

Am I alright? Am I alright? Am I?
Am I alright? Am I alright? Am I?
Am I alright? Am I alright? Am I? (Am I alright?)

i'm pitiful
Drunk with all my guys
No one walking by my side
Really girl tell me the truth
Is it me or you don't lie
Am I what you want
Am I what you

Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me

You can’t
Tell me
Shit a
Bout a
Bag
You can't tell me shit bout what I’m s’posed to do
You cant tell me how I’m sposed ta act
I am doing me so why

now
Tell me, am I still? Mm
Tellin' you just how I feel right now
You say it's just the drugs, and I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I

to the streets
Suburban white boy I don't get into beef
Only thing I come for is the bong and the kief
Went from the attic to the penthouse
Bitches in my bed now,

smiles on me
I snort a line of pre-workout then pass up on the tree
Your mother loves my style, thinks I am the bees knees
And while I can outrun your ass,

get you all to come with me let's have a ball
Sometimes in life you have to fall, and I feel like I've done it all
But now I'm back on my own two feet

Get Ready

Roscoe

Friday After Next

2002

Mac millies, Daz with Daz Dillies
Dippin through LA where it don't get chilly
I got a attic where I stash my scrilla
Keep a automatic mini heata by

Wicked Ways [Bonus Track]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP2 [Deluxe Edition]

2013

Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm runnin' away with the game
It's 'cause I am, don't speculate, spectate
All I got is dick for days and insults for decades

cnd rich
cnd rich
Lifestyle 
For myself and others
By creating my art. 
I am cherishing 
The art 
That surrounds me.
I am 
Inspiring 
The world through

the times we used to laugh and hang in trees
Times are different now you don’t remember me
All I am to you is distant memory’s
And that’s alright I understand

to you
I am so fresh, I might fly by you (uh)
I know some killers to drive-by you (uh)
I talk to my watch like it's Knight Rider
I treat my Porsche

feel like a bruise
God I feel like a bruise

I almost had it
One fucked up calculation and now here I am
Passed out on an unpaved road
Mouth full of foam