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must admit it's you running through my head (Got a lot on my head) But the time is right it's the dying of the light As it fades to night I've got
Wanted to be an artist i Was of course inspired By Debbie Harry and Chrissie Hynde and Aretha Franklin But my real muse was David Bowie he embodied male
These are bricks, these are roses. All the same. Adjust to the hardships, know your lane. I’m all by myself, just forgetting lames. As a man you’re
to flex I feel like I done made it now I started doing good all by myself They started bringing that hate around I took them loses and put em under my belt
of the precious metals Are just roses without petals next to you Cause you're my jewel you're my jewel There's a rooster in the yard behind us Crowing at all
Watch my life pass me by In the rear view mirror Pictures frozen in time Are becoming clearer I don't wanna waste another day Stuck in
for all of the pain Need you by my side everyday Everyday Everyday Everyday feeling like night and day Everyday feeling like night and day I been
And do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rave at close of day Rage, rage against the dying of the light Though wise men
the fuck out, if you want the foreigners gone I paint the White House black and park my car on the lawn Marry a Muslum girl and fuck her five times a day
feel like I'm living on a pedestal I'm reliving life day by day At this point I have no meaning I question if I'll ever be okay No one knows what life
Rosa, Rosalinda,linda (2x) Verse 1 I picked my first rose in kinder garden, and Daisy, Jasmine, Lily & Carmen But out of all of them, i had fallen
suspicious by the way he slid his feet Didn't want to fuck up the come-up So I smiled with my eyes said "hey, how's it hanging guy?" Bumped into his
suspicious by the way he slid his feet Didn't want to fuck up the come-up So I smiled with my eyes said "hey, how's it hanging guy?" Bumped into his
some brand new Jordans These niggas move green I can see loathe 20/20 my Cartier lens I’m going ham on every song Carry me by 6 still fuck them pigs Beat
of sand Like winter roses Are fated to die My darling, like you and I My darling... Where are those sweet Septembers The joy my heart
arrived at An old pavement Oh I just wanna come home I just wanna come home You took me to the roses road My heart in row Would you take the bow, oh? Hit by
Blessed with the tongue of Hebrew Now we're strung on needles, and some are plungin' evils So study and be wise in these days of darkness Peace to my
Blessed with the tongue of Hebrew Now we're strung on needles, and some are plungin' evils So study and be wise in these days of darkness Peace to my
in the screen [Chorus] I prayed my last days of sunshine Just die in the rain Kinda selfish But I know that dying Eases the pain Heartfelt
You're wishing that the hands of doom Could take your mind away And you don't care if you don't See again the light of day Nobody will ever let you
Fuck the pigs like we Jewish Young JD spit this shit before I start to turn bluish Covid made the people sick, just like my crew is Compared to what
to sit in your Fucking room for hours and days At the time writing raps?! You came into my fucking culture! I've never had to fuck a DJ to play my songs!
And the burden of my heart rolled away It was there by faith I received my sight And now I am happy all my days From the grave my Savior rose He reigns victorious
tow We don't care what Mama don't allow here anymore Tiger tea, tiger gee, you my Tiger Rose Gently roll me, honey, while I sing your song On the bank
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