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struggle to decide
Because I never dare to try
And step outside the line
For once not follow what's defined
I wonder if I'll choose to hide
Or should I let

Yo Moggela Making money a mi hobby
Chop the line yeah mi hack ee
Book a hotel mi skull Jim ina the lobby
Bag a money Dutty Money mi nuh wash it
Chop

He took a walk one night and looking up he felt inspired
To paint a picture, some impressionistic brush for hire
But every line he traced was soon

two lines
Which side do you draw
Who are you drawing for
Who draws those lines for you
Under or over
On top or beneath
Smothered or running
I don't ever

the studio saving
Songs in an array
808s hummin in my eardrum
Wanna sing my song
No answer till I'm done
'Til I'm done
Lines summoning in my mind
Smoking Kush

on the line
You pushed it off
I fell so far
So far
Why did you treat me like a King
Just before making me your clown
I thought it was love
But you were just

Let me calm your mind
Sylli you so silly let's just press rewind
I been really thinkin that you mine oh mine
I been goin crazy had to draw the line

the ship of fools
Why can't they

Close your eyes to see
The bloom is yet to be
Pieces make us
Fragments shape us
With their jagged lines
Step into the sea

ohh
Somewhere down the line I turn cold, ohh
I get that feeling I go numb, uhh
Somewhere down the line I turn cold, ohh
I get that feeling I go numb,

something else to do and work on something that's brand new
Like music not in 4/4 time and writing stupid lines
So I'll kill time by writing songs but I don't

I know
Can't see through closed blinds, nope
So bind the close, and these lines
Now
Listen close and open ears
Fuck persona, and the beers
Look

on somethin'
(Boy why you frontin')
Get off my line
I a'int fallin' for you babe
Pretty boy's doin' their petty things
Please don't speak to me
Lost in

My money flippin like a phone line
You gonna see Nuke in his prime
I'm gonna be up in the front line
But I never give up when I'm tryin
Now hold

Beat bajaa aur hua mera rap Shuru
Pehli line me hi ho jata hai clap shuru
Mere aage dekho rapperon ke nap shuru
inhe dar ke na ban jaaun main Rap

go through on the daily
Truth and lies there's a fine line that divides them clearly
Who am I these questions that I ask leave me empty
Baby girl you

displays
I'll be fine
Sick of thinking
You got me hook, line and sinking
So fast... so fast
You're (I'm) a bitch
Scratch my itch
You always say I'm gonna pay

when I whip
Lit like a cig
Can't find the Bic
Getting fucked up, yeah first round pick
She can make a rich man poor
Next in the soup line begging for

pass the rock
Now I'm chasing for the guap and I'm just heading to my spot
Now it's my time shawty tryna hit me on the side line
Ain't with the fakes

blows
While this winter wind cries down the line
Nowhere to stay no one to wait
No train to catch, sure it's getting too late
And I'm standin' awaitin'

feel that?
Listen anyways I was thinking I'ma sit back
You can hit my line
If you miss me I'ma hit back
Aye
Real quick though you feel that?
I ain't

down
Fuel the fire Liquid courage desire
Pass me a line about to get us higher
I think back to when I made those decisions
Now I am warm in Hell
Did it

better
Nobody will save you, you know
Nobody wants to go all the way down
See what's further than the line

I watch the wreck of my life like in

And to die now is all the way live
This bleeding edge leaves no trails behind
Everything that's going on is crossing a line

Another bucket cause this one got

'Cause you just crossed the line
So, I don't wanna waste no time
Thinking 'bout you, but it's hard when I do

I can't stop thinking 'bout you
I can't stop