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the sun hits my eye
I rev the engine kick the car into drive
Just got just go just go just go-ho

Sometimes I feel that I awake up in a haze
Where am I at,

This a difference between
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
This the difference between
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you

I was seventeen rockz in my

Yea
I know you heard Khaled say nigga
Yea

I know you heard Khaled say
We the best right now
Fuck the rest of em
If you wanna test some’n
Got niggas

to the fairgrounds, tears welling in their eyes
To see the great cowboy give way to calm blue skies

So we say goodbye to Big Tex 
Another outlaw laid to rest
In

the mag tucked[01:13.95]But I gotta get away from these fuck niggas, cause I know that they bad luck[01:16.80]Bossy ass nigga, you can tell by how I switch

stopped in Charlotte, we
By passed Rock Hill
We never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by
Sundown rollin' out of Georgia State
We had

hand.
That’s just a role.
Gonna be bad.
Gun in da pocket.
Go to the shop.
Ain’t gonna stop it.
I’m on the top. 

A minimum 3, rest in between, nothing

Hip hop is dead but bitch I'm alive
I'm bringin' it back I'll make it revive
Startup the engine n put it in drive
I Put in the D n make it arrive

gun out
(Dumb hoe, see the run out)
(Do a run out!)
Don't give a fuck, that sound like your fault
I'm in a truck and the engine don't
I'm in a truck

patience is a virtue, So I'm pacing in a circle
With virgil, in the first room
With a Plato Hors D'oeuvres, it's hazing by deferral
Asking waves of atheists

I'm aware this is most likely your first time hearing me
Hello
I grew up down south among the palm trees with Mickey Mouse 
And a basketball hoop in

career in a new town 

We wouldn't have been here at all 
We wouldn't have broken the wall 
If the sun had already set 
And put us all to rest 
We wouldn't

All aboard in Montreal

I heard the conductor call

That old engine heaved a sigh

Suitcases and shuffling feet

I found my way to a window seat

I

breathable textile, 
fibroid matt with blood from  
hand in torture, all that blood  
breathed by manchester babies,  
all that blood drunk by the man  
in

I watch  football so I guess I'm a Mexican
One  day ima sing like Selena, rest in peace
She was one fine ass Mexican
I hope niggas don't get mad at me

the heat inside 
I feel it burn if I don't scream, no, no... 
If I don't mean to get this whole clean 
It'd be left in between worlds 
Walking in between

myself to a test (yeah)
Sudden, sudden death
Standing above all the rest (yeah)
Sudden, sudden death
Last ones holdin our breath (yeah)
Sudden, sudden

sessions up in heaven
The son looks hippie and we party in his presence
Peter was a dj and hosted yo by the gods
May on we rest on stages with everlasting

down to the be the sacrifice as long as you grow
Hustle is all that we know
Yeah
Yelling rest in peace Nip
Sprint a victory lap every time I enter

Hollywood star
You cut me out the frame and played the part
I had these lines to say that fell apart
PG-13 takes that got rated R
And then the rest

I must confess
I've been obsessed
With the wrong check
My engine light is gleaming
Burned down the rest
Give me no stress
When I walk in
I need it

the
Scientific tests

Abandoned by all
Hidden in plain sight
Factions now begin
Territory fights

Lies
And myths
Of the city
Known only as
Limansk-13

Bullets fly

Liquid Diamonds

Tori Amos

From the Choirgirl Hotel

1998

Surrender then start your engines 
You'll know quite soon what my mistake was 
For those on horseback or dog sled 
You turn on at the bend in

rest, this shabbos day, I think is best. 
V6 Fanny 
I don’t agree, the others wait for me...our plan, to make a show; now, excuse me, to the Eldridge