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drink away your pain 
Hoping to feel alive 
As you plot to murder her 
You say it's for her ? 
How's it for her , 
If it's your insecurity talking 
Do you

Ugh, I can't believe it
As I'm on this train, going through this city
I'm kinda feelin mad cuz it's late and by now I should be knee deep in titties

I always wished I could live up in the sky 
Scraping my chucks on the pavement passing by 
Three dab high 
I Was a young man dreaming of being

and then leave me
Got message from the past me, he told me
Watch out for the snake a keep the grass green
Cut it every last week cuz
They tried plot, sent

leave by ma side cause the plot gets deeper with time
By now I can officially rhyme
Who wants to listen to a kid spit'n at 9
To me I was sound'n like Jay

They laughed at me then now they buzzing my line
If it ain't bout the money then pay em no mind
Ain't stopping this train it was all by design

Hold on hold on wait a minute I ain't finished
I got bitches in da bathroom
And bitches in da kitchen
I got money in the livin room
My draco by

Of World War 3 deep inside of an abyss
Though, shit is slippery like crisco
Wit pistols and schitzos and sickos
It's diabolical, I'm still the prodigal
Wit

I lost one
Lost two
Lost three
I thought I had one
I know I'm quick to turn a page but should I not?
I guess I'm reading quicker baby I ain't like

just fine
Where we weren't just confined by what we hold deep inside
Now I 
Think every time I blink 
My train of thought is lost and you're the missing

be good Samaritans
c couple plot holes, but the advantage is to me for literary technique
Unwrap the bandages, mummy
Potholes to your mandible, dummy

strange reality
Would be wiser just not reach 
Take your seat 
Cannot compete on the beat 
So let me speak 
I'll keep this short and sweet 
Three words
Fuck

Feel myself
For someone else
Feel myself
Someone else
If I die tonight,
Would you be by my side?
Would you smile or cry
If I die tonight,
Die tonight

to formulate
A plot that ends up in blessings
It happens
Little by little
No brittle hearts, no acquittals
I stand my ground right here
Feet planted stuck in

for three years by a boy 
Only for him to fall under infatuation
After my retaliation
Almost like he successfully transferred part of himself to me
Now

From the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 plane rides
Multiplied by G's, 87.3 million in a matter of months

Big business and big dollars is all that I want
I

soul, man
Gift from a mother and father, twixt the son and the daughter
Fixed by cells that are martyred (martyred)
Riding fluorescent coat tails out

Gotta stand on your words, 'cause Words Mean A Lot
I knew shit would happen, I stay tryna plot
Wasn't deep in them books, but I knew me a lot
Nigga

Bluff things
Smack Shid
Smoke shid
Ne nyinaa y3 bulshit
Adey kai way back in P2
We used to gather around
Form circles and play by the fire side and make

Man I'm up, I'm up here 3:00 am making this song for you man
You better love this (aha)
Yeah yeah yeah
Been friends for so long but we never got this

Love Me Good

Michael W. Smith

WOW 1999: The Year's 30 Top Christian Artists and Songs

1998

a three-ring circus
With clowns and freaks and camels and such
And you never know when you might be attacked by the bears

[Chorus]
Give me love, give me

six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6

touched the white
Need my whip customized
Shawty come in clutch at night
Aye, clutch like Kyrie with the three
The three, the three
With them lips by Kylie