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You are not holy, just a man in a suit
Deep blue eyes call me, your siren song hurts my ears
But I'll listen, I'll dictate it just for you
Hmm
You

years im already twenty-six
Always thought that I have wife and kids at twenty-four
But know I can see another man knocking at her door
Guess that’s life,

pulling back them sheets, your kisses settled me
My last was in a spiral, wouldn't be here by a long shot 
Made me a mimosa when my song dropped Off top
She

Yo, yo, what the fuck
What the fuck going on, man? Y'all know the timing it is in this, bitch
I stand up like a king, cause bitch, that's what I am

lemon pepper, hunnids for the dancers
And I'm ballin' like free throws, shawty givin' me free throat
and she said her favorite song by future is fr-freak

You got everything a man could ask for
The smile the style an A+ report
The smile the style an A+ report

Train horn going by outside
You the one for me

but
I can't make
Noise
If I do
I'm through with the pass fake
Got hints of blue in my head
A small lake
Down by my house
Is all that I need
It's
So far

tell oon me, I have no time to diss you
I'm disgusted by drama, I will block you and your mama
cause my mental health first, then it's Pina Colada
people

somehow
I'll see the light

On my way
Back home
To Illinois

Over there's a cross
With two stones
In the same row
As my father's, father
Virginia man
Wade,

she whine 
Man don dey on things, my tongue don dey blue
I love many girls and she doesn't have a clue
I love it up here 'cause of the peace

lease
Now I think she by the 3 train out in the east
Last time I heard she was an artist
I hope she's alive I cant deal with grief
And I know she dont be

Bluegirls come in every size
Some are wise and some otherwise
They got pretty blue eyes
For an hour a man may change
For an hour her face looks

rebellion
Our song is the wind of revolution
We rise on the hands of fate
We are enemies of the state

REFRAIN

How did we arrive here
Cheering 4 horse man

on a song on some free shit
Pockets too fat like a nigga obese I don't play bout my niggas, I don't play by my team

Man, mama raised a soldier, I ain't

Here's a break from those pesky blues
I say, grab a brew, grab a friend, sit back and relax
Well, the sun rays are shining through a cloud break

Wah fi join di movement (who dem)

Learn di game an teach to Mi kids dem like a students (yah)

Flip songs like narcotics from di lab mi distribute dem

the coupe
Still some reason in my moves, still got old tags
I still feel that way, baby know you know that
Know you heard the song, trippin when I wrote that

rebellion
Our song is the wind of revolution
We rise on the hands of fate
We are enemies of the state

REFRAIN

How did we arrive here
Cheering 4 horse man

blow or not
You gon' come to the show or not
Why you postin' that chain? I know you got
He tryna crash out by the hoe or thot
She do dicks for a living,

Parson Brown He'll say are you married We'll say No Man! But you can do the job when you're in town. Later on we'll conspire As we dream by the fire

free
Now I'm strutting down the road as happy as can be

Cause I'm a brand new woman with a brand new song
I've got a brand new rhythm and it's mighty

should be happy if she choose you to use"
Sad boy, sing me the blues
Cuz you preaching to the choir
If you singing in my shoes
Ain't beat myself up enough

I just did one beat now pass me another
Man I swear I be running through these just like a rubber
That boy is so mad now go cry to yo mother
She

In the beginning was the spoken word
Holy Spirit  The trinity in the third
Rhythmic Inspiration for generations
Man shall not live on bread alone
But