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and Roscoes
Head down to Spin
End up at Berlin
Then wake up to breakfast

In bed- do it again
Check the email
Write some shit on my blog
And have my man

a ladies man mo somo with a baby face
Don’t have to waste no time
Gat to be straight away
It would take you days my guys
For you to understand
Basis like

then they love me, then they hate me again
But, I don't care, I got money they gon' hop in my whip
Further comparison, I'm livin' a pop star life
Man

It's Like

Fredo

Third Avenue

Got offices in SoHo, bandos with the bro-bros
YOLO, little nigga let them pigeons fly
Heard he got a little bird, a little nigga cried
Nigga, that

lives 
A man of the cloth with the choir in his bed 
Three thousand strong, but all fucked up in the head

There's a place in hell for bastards like you

Corporate Hell (The Legend of Tooly McDouche)

Paul Maged

The Glass River

2018

my egg sandwich with extra cheese
I'm getting fat from this anxiety
At my cubicle at half past 6
Some fake hellos and goodbyes

Rinse repeat
So

Super Sideman

Kenny Price

Charlotte Fever

1971

and drums and I tote my own mikes
I got forty-eight outfits and a dozen hats drive my own bus if you can dig that
Got my number on the wall at Tootsie's by

Down to Earth

Such a Surge

Under Pressure

1995

but you can't satisfy your appetite
You're doing everything to get that devil in your mind
You try to see things with the eyes of the blind

Fire

Kitchie Nadal

Kitchie Nadal

for a life to be kind as to be unkind

Refrain:
It took six sweet years of your life
You walked alone along with your tea cold colored mind
Subtly you

That Look in Your Eyes

Ali Campbell

Pure: 90s [EMI]

2007

understands, when the tour is six months long,
And waiting with open arms, ''cause it's been too long

Show me a boy whose loving that I'm missing
Who can be

straight A's in school
And yeah, I sing in the choir
Never made a good liar
And I've been turned down
By every bigwig in town
But I'm not one to quit
This

it was easy
Tried to cover up my eyelids
If it don't make money
Chill with all the nonsense
He still'll blow that Five-seveN, he 5'6"
Whole city know

a cup or chocolate bar varieties
Comes in three colors
The three you see in Autumn leaves
They're kinda spooky
Synonymous with Halloween
They are

caught years, turned one to six
One man, I never need no accomplices
Corner boy, meeting cats by the Londises
I was just in the can eating sandwiches

boyfriend in the face with these diamond rings (pling)
God must can forgive me for them minor sins
They're in the comments on the blogs saying, "Stand up"

lay it down right in the kitchen 

yeah, trapping, I'm trapping, I'm trapping (trapping)
Pull up to you with the Mac 10 (Mac 10)
Turn yo' ass into

it just like they do in Fort Worth
Even tried it wit not music, man, that light still worked
-----
Folk was clapping, that was after, see they said u

and I get with the name man I wanna live life on the missional lane
You see when we die
Everyday 365
Like it's going out of style
Want to see the lowly

Chorus:

Sight beyond sight
Recognize as multifaceted realities reflect the light, worldwide
(repeat)

Verse 1:

(Page One)
Six thousand years

yeaa
They like you better watch your back yeaa
Them hating niggas is big mad yeaa
It’s the return of the Mack yeaa
In the 6 where the bitches badd yeaa
I

(Yawn)
Ohh Wee
$Lim
Alarm set for 8 AM
But up since 6:30
Ain't got no place to be
So why am I up sooo early
For sure I got time
No need to be in

my mind
Like a nigga on meds 
Lost my heart
Tellin bitches im dead 
6 feet deep bitch im buried in bread 
Cut off my friends and i grew out my dreads

strangers in the same room tonight
In the lowlights
In the lowlights

Well by now I thought I'd be living out east
Rolling with some 6 shooter Queen

shit crazy, man, right wrist, I'm revengeful
Count through a hundred bands, dead men, got a handful (yeah)
Heard he a skeleton, just counting down