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Pop fiction
The future is not written
I begin
Out swinging
With drive and ambition
And my vision
Gotta thrive outside I'm on fire again
Pop fiction

out the corner straight swinging bombs

Heard your tunes heavy mate
What you expect I'm a heavyweight
When the bell rings you know it's nothing long

the picture when i'm swinging out them doors
In a minute get the Rolls and start swinging out them doors
Paint the coupe red baby i live reckless yeah i know

want to ride on your swinging ship
This carnival and its sights and sounds I’m sick of it
The guys who work the rides may too be broken
But half the time

threw me in a hole
I need you
Now our love is dead and gone
I loved you
But you just threw me in a hole
I need you
Now our love is dead and gone
Swinging

One legged Johnny is an odd stick

You've got me in the middle
The doggone middle
Swinging from the lights
Playing your fiddle
I'm in love little by

to be found

Soon I will be dead
Flesh will rot from my bones
As I swing from these branches
Disfigured, no soul
Swinging from the sea of trees
Swinging

Walk with me listen close
To the day dreamers, losing hope
To those still swinging, back against the ropes
You see the light, we getting close

Just

Swinging the beams I draw
X-rays go through all
I had a vision
I’ve seen it all
Either live in a dream
Living the dream you saw
Made mad incisions
Their

And wave it like you just don't care

Hands up
Way up in the air
Cause T.O
I know you don't know what I'm talking about

T.O. swinging, swinging
Cause

best
My Jesus be swinging on my neck and I ain't got no stress
I'm so blessed, wake up every morning, catch my breath

I love another day, make it my

in the danger zone, tonight I'm going commando.

It's all about the fun tonight.
I'm swinging to the left and swinging to the right.
Man up and win one

I declare we're swinging chairs
Just the two for picking pairs
Grabbing grit, no walking stick
Holding Grip, get so strong and fit
Under stars of who

It's a long way to the bottom
When your standing on top
Climbing every mountain
Never tell me to stop
Coming through swinging
With everything that I

feel like you're just short of a breakthrough
You came in swinging
Oh, you came in swinging
And I don't blame you
You took what we had and we took it

Swinging from your hanging post
Led by the one who deceives, 
Betrayed by the truth
Death by the hand that feeds 
Swinging from your hanging post
Led by

Honey filled fly trap
Flip the table with enough lift to steal the sky back
Swinging all the way to where the walls become the cold floor
Let the starving

tennis in the 80s
Hanging onto a trend that's fading
And if we're gonna go down
We'll go down swinging, swinging
And you're gonna love me
'Til you hate me

sweet
Then nigga we eat
You just like a Lunchable
Swinging this heat
Get swept off ya feet
Ain't throwing a punch at you
I'm Getting this dough
And fuckin

whizzing like I'm off the weed
Give me what I need, I give her what she please
Shorty begging hard, shorty begging on her knees
Swinging through the shit,

think you swinging on me I bet you won't
All of the smoke
I be smoking that gas so you know I be on go
All the smoke
If you think you swinging on me I bet

From a rope they're swinging
And the time has come
While the dead are singing
From a rope they're swinging
And the time has come
While the dead are

Bitch I'm back
Yea I'm swinging back and forth
Remember all those days
I freestyled on the porch
Yea we're going
Back and forth now
I got my fucking

Plotting on a check exhaust exotic haze (Check)
Swinging for the fences like I'm Willie Mays (Willie)
Vision for the bread X-ray to a play (X-ray)