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Cause when she's by your side
It's such a change from all routine

of blood
By the feet of preachers
I don't glorify it
I keep it real I think you oughta try it
You look the part and so they sorta buy it
I don't feel

Ayo, check it
The power's in the information
Not in that bullshit, fly by
Now you a slave to the hype
Fraudulent fuckery I ain't takin'
Streetz'll

on production and I thank Lauren and
Clef for my introduction
To the same rap industry
That secretly humbled me
Sittin by the freakin' man
Keepin' 'em company

Unraveling
Madeline Merlo, Cameron Bedell, Steven Dale Jones
© Madeline Merlo (SOCAN) / Liz Rose Music / Word Music LLC/Son of Austin Songs (ASCAP),

that lowrider
I can't leave a witness (Brr)
Touchdown in Cali' by the Bay
All I see is bridges (Whew, whew)
We ain't even finished

Green on me like I'm

my life doesn't seem such a waste
It all revolves around you

And there's no moutain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song and I'll
Be there by

Of your songs a fifty-piece
We ghetto platinum, Boyz ENT
And free my nigga Ri'
Remember mama was on EBT, now we on BET
You know that nigga got some real

idiots when
I been so collegiate
I'm not intermediate, I beg your pardon
But I saw a three year old
Die from a car bomb so I change the channel
Grab a beer

don't cross my mind
Last time i checked I ain't have a
Good beat on what's right from wrong
Or what's life from song
You see the way I'm slaying New York

If you’re here no one cries
It’s good to have you by oursides

But when the lights go down
And time will change
No one will listen to you again

tryin', I just put it on
These fuck niggas lyin', they just make shit rhyme
When they talkin' gangster shit up in them songs
Might take me some time, but

Old enough to know when I've been wrong
Yes and fool enough to
Think I still might change
I've been out of place but right on
Time and still I've let

what God was
Telling me by taking you first
Maybe I'll just call this
Lost part of this harvest
And no you wasn't flawless
But I loved you regardless
So

Nah, this ain't a song, it's a lesson and plan
I was broke, but bein' broke don't make you less of a man
What makes you less of a man is not tryna

from Studio 54 by the other Michael Myers
c backstage eight ball is your ticket for showtime,
Meanwhile you're up shit's creek, swimming in low tide

We met in December
I knew it by June
I'd want this forever, I'll never surrender
It's gotta be you
I've spent a lifetime
Hiding the truth
That

ever let you go
Some things never change and it always shows

I was told they grow up fast, but never knew how fast fast could fly
Like lighting in