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to fucking drowning 
Water in my lungs And that's the fucken truth girl 

I'm running out 
I'm running out 
I'm running out of options 
Girl, I'm fucking up

pulling up
Pull up with the whip
06 Lambo with candy paint, bitch it cost a half a brick

Red dot, red dot
Watch me pull the clip
Running bitches over in

Blood pouring
Water running
So mommy and daddy wont hear
Doctors enter and leave the room
No one says anything
In the waiting room everyone sit

carry that cross and follow Him
Be the last to quit, did you fall? Then start again
You're caught up in this messy world, driven by the flesh
I wrestle

on the horizon is covered by a clear blue sky. So deep and volumetric, it is mesmerizing in its purity. And if you look at it for a long time, it seems it could

calling the shots
Hurricanes in the summertime
Used to come around, Then they leaving
Egypt under water, Grieving
We ain't even got no seasons
World so

My phone's in the water-loo

Guess, I'm the slave with the key
Singing to my speaking tree
Nobody stops by to listen
They're busy making new stories

make it rain when the sun out (skrrt, skrrt)
All red Royce, skrrt-skrrt, do a rollout (skrrt, skrrt)
My word is the law, no cap in my bars (no)
Put

it cross the map
All these flows with me
Bitch I got water when I tap
Tap in
I'm still relaxing
I guess
Thats why they passin
Ain't no relaxin
Nigga

Time After Time etc.

R.E.M.

In the Attic: Alternative Recordings 1985-1989

1997

Ask the girl of the hour by the water towers watch
If your friends took a fall, are you obligated to follow

Time after time after time
If your

'em
Whip it hard, then I whip it harder
Man they coming in, nigga take they order
I got bricks coming, and they in the water
Stash a 100 thousand, we'll

Time is running out
Think about it homie budget what you need
Get up off ya ass no time for you to go and stay in bed and sleep
Go & get the chicken,

ringin' and I'm
Hopin' that you callin' let's lock it in
(yeah, yeah) , I break you in (yeah, yeah)
Swimmin' in your water like a fin
Spread your legs

even matter
Pockets got fatter, when I get the,
Blood thicker than water, so don't let it splatter
I'm in a state, where these niggas will try to relate

so pretty bleeding)
Replaced by graves
(The red running down brings out the color in your eyes)
We swore there was no one to blame for it
(When I was

goals
Stay away from these hoes
Dreams about me in that Urus
I'm new to this rap shit but I'm not a tourist
That cash I get it
Running all these red

Disbelieving me
Keep my blood running cold
So I don't feel my feet
Keep my eyes burning red
Cause' I don't need to see
Need those vitamins to sink in
I could do

a snake in the grass
Stomp the slimy fuck out
Never give em a chance
I been crossed so many times
Water turns to wine in my glass
But now I'm gettin' tipsy

on the pavement ain't enough for me
I want it to be evergreen
I'm dreaming of a Wednesday night
By the riverside
Where the water's cold and clear
Away from all

whether to love the snub by my waist situations that I face got me running through the race
Had to call Patrick bouley just to beat the case a product of my

Dead dead Ima kill em
Dead dead dead dead
With the needle and thread
(Jocin' in the park
I'm cold with it)
Dead dead dead sing indian red
(Jocin' in

existence in this cosmic fight 

Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws 
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law 
Giant Ratmen with swords made out

Keep my brothers by side, they aint leaving me
And they always hold it down, and they believe in me
We connected by a bond, aint no blood around

yuh
Samson, cause I'm bringing down
In the water, I was sinking and drowning
Every season, I was waining and frowning
At the same time, I was just