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on crutches, and says he to me

I'm afraid o' me life I'll be hit by a car
Would you help me across to the Railwayman's Bar
And after three pints of the cider so

W-Watching, talking 'bout ReTread, I'm a hot topic
Ride down here, we by the ocean
Living my best life, I'm living golden
Got my feet on the sand, and that's

THE DEAD SHOULD BE MINE TO LEAD

Sorry, I just lost myself there, let’s talk strategy and get prepared
His fortress lies upon that hill, a mountain for

I'm so sorry that you're gonna have to pay 
For the foul play, foul play
If you wanna team up and start a new game
I got some news babe
I'm so

main bitch
Let her live once
Niggas always surround when I burn my blunts
Give me 3 feet and let me eat
Niggas some bitches
Used to be too good now they

walk in)
Walk into the spot and run it like I'm Chris Breezy (brrt)
Sweater by the Gallery, I think the kicks Yeezy (Yeezy)
Talk about some Johnny

they find a bag of bones
Had to go and hire thirty workers just to stash the 'low

Walk into the spot and run it like I'm Chris Breezy (brrt)
Sweater by

Step by step
Leave three feet to the right
Five must follow behind
Caught within a perfect shape
Walking in straight lines
Straight, perfect circles

Black Acura

Pac Div

GMB

2012

the ocean, riding dolphins, grab 'em by the fin
Uh, yea bitch I'm ten feet tall
Bunch of hoes playing with my beach balls
The money in the way, I don't see

of calm in their still action
Perhaps just an infinitesimal fraction of hope that this won't be their last day
She feels sorry for them although she can't

Superstar. Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang.

MJs on my feet, ballin' like I'm Calvin Cambridge
I play with my team, I can pass or do a fake yeah
I feel

I never forgave pissing on his grave have a party

So this nigga six four maybe three hundred pounds
And here I am, ten years old five feet off

correctly
Just friends for the moment, probably sorry that you left me

Bitch don't you correct me, I'm doing this shit 
I been on the road like a stewardess

Georgia said
She could feel it in me
The night I remembered
Where evil touched me

And my hair, feathery
Floated down to my feet

Clyde died of black

repping
Look at my feet
Im Y3 stepping
I got that fii ian talking no weapon if I shoot my shot they would think I was Kevin
You can't find nobody messing w

catch and put my feet on the ground
Hey!

Hyper, hyper, hyper, hyper
Oh, sorry, I'm so hyper, hyper, hyper, hyper
One, three, two, four, uh

with my sad boy lungs
After that, imma probably take a sad boy shit like
Born in the city like six feet tall it
Was cloudy outside I was born in autumn

from the back
These bitches more faker than brothers saying it's 90 if you try cooking it back
Three litres gone i'm sorry my bro i spilt all the drank

ridin' my dick
Leave that to yo main bitch
Let her live once
Niggas always surround when I burn my blunts
Give me 3 feet and let me eat
Niggas some bitches

by the smell
If it's fish Scale
Leg work
Can do a hundred miles
Or I can use the mail
Real nigga
Put you on ya feet
When you get out of jail
New day

we sit here waiting for soldiers, while they head here Cybertron 

(M3 News here with a massive update) 
(We are joined here by the mysterious man

Sky Musings

Wolf Alice

Visions of a Life

2017

How high do planes fly? 
Forty thousand feet in the sky's how high
Is it the pressure 'cause I'm out of my mind?
I compress like a rocketship

morning in my quiet mountain town

The sun is shining and the grass is green
Under the three feet of snow, I mean
This is the day when it's hard to wear

Life is not what it seems
Taking it to a new extreme
Sorry I'm a drug loving fein
Killing the nightmares by any means
I'm losing it what's gotten into me