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What happened to the life we knew
I can’t blame it on you
It’s famous and true
Is my youth fading away 
Out into the blue 
Like some kind of new

Outlaw

2Pac

Me Against the World

1995

you tell? and if we fail?
High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway
When will they learn to take it easy? uh
Drive-by's and niggas die, murder

Imma go sit on my couch turn on my TV I'm playing all day
Playing some COD, I'm playing some Halo, not gonna care what you say
I'm feeling a Xbox

you high yet (Damn)
Baby you the flyest, can't even deny it
I want you to control, just let me know
I just wanna lay with you baby can you be my pilot
I

blame the dark
The world
How it aint fair
All the lies that they tell
I don't care
Baby you can blame em all
But you can't blame me
For where you ended up

quit your fucking moaning

You self-indulgent narcissistic cunt
You self-indulgent narcissistic cunt
Another woe is me
I know they won't miss me
You

The Speed of Love

Earth, Wind & Fire

Powerlight

1983

yet to come 
Once you're in my arms 
Let ma take control at the speed of love 

If you let it 
Love will be your stepping stone 
One that I

watchin' me 
Like a hibachi I'm flipping a feast they be clockin' me 
Give it your best by all means you not stoppin' me 
I came to body beats, put on this

everybody
Dont try
To get by
Oh
Baby
I just
Cant
Help it
You so
Mmmm
And
Im like
Mmmm
So if the
Chemistry
Right
Then
The
Feelings
Right
Ok
Lets go

I get by I

Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home

Patsy Cline

Best Of

2000

Written by hughie cannon (as released by patsy cline, September 14, 1964

Won't you come home, bill bailey, won't you come home
I moan the whole

It’s your loss
Yeah I’m through
You can blame that on you
Fuck you
Them hoes too
Your text won’t come through
Can’t focus on you
Ah
You're old news
Ah

you want me to say?
I don't need you anyway
Cut the ties, won't be back, bitch
Don't tell me anything
Keep the notes in your bag that
I sent you every

to the addicts
You want the smoke won't send me the address 
Bout to get run down just like madden 
I don't got time for no Lil ass beef just look at my wrist

to blame
Am I the one to blame
I've seen you fuck with the other side
Fuck the other side
Them niggas end up on the next homicide
Just by lookin' at them, I

And it's like you
U leave so unexpected
We still ain't get
Some answers
To these questions
Hope u answer
When I call
That phone in heaven
I blame

the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Sometimes when all your dreams may have seen better

neva got no room for no haters
When we pull up on them 24 omegas
While I'm smoking on a gar seeing Vega
You by my side we be on one when we hangin
What

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

immunity
See i wont just stand, let you bully
I stand and shout, rain on the drought, at the ones bitter like Sauerkraut
See i own my worth, fully
Never

sippin on her vino 
Oooh baby won't you come to my house, let me put it down 
Pop the clutch in the six speed Mercedes Benz yeah, and we finna peel out

lines a muscle strain
If you fall, then its my call on who to blame
My greatest gains, my self inflicted distain
I guess that's why I love a critical

I won't blame myself
I don't need no help
I won't blame myself
I don't need no help

No you can't do it no more
Can't do it no more can't do it no

Every single mother
Fucking thing yall doing
Puppy wont stop poopin
Blame that shit on Putin
Another mass shooting
Organized by Putin


Illusion delusion

Out My Way

Trip Lee

The Waiting Room

2016

Free up your mind and run by them
Trust in the One you abide in
Don't look to the side and break your stride
'Cause distraction in this race won't