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It's rare and often while
Still have reality forming
Young man you're not a child
Instead of being like this
Instead of trying to mend
Mislead I'm seeing

What do you mean? 
I swear to God I took one bump it got me feeling like a king
Man, I'm young Pablo yeah
I get this money yeah by any means
Yeah, my

was bomb
Then it ignited
Let me beat the pussy
Box the box
Like we fighting
Apple of my eye
Forbidden fruit
What I'm biting
Young Denzel
I remember that

office Talking bout some Gunibangbang
Got shot at didn't shit graze me
Got hit by a car cause I faded
Got in debt with the law I paid it
All of my cups be

Took a couple L's like that shit was fun
Rocking two watches and they weigh a Ton
Dodging all the haters like I'm on the run
Go by the name of young

And No matter what
Keep yo head up
Fa sho
Block hot
They put that girl in a coma
Bullets hitting kids
Got me sick
It feel like corona
All I see is

woman you ever loved
That got burnt by the sun to often when she was young
And the cancer spread, it ran into her body and her blood
And there is nothing

make it right
I will always love you but try as I might
I can't turn this pain around.  Looks like the deal is going down

REPEAT CHORUS:

Words

the way its math was made to
The past is tangled cradles cats will break through,
stable as late-90s major label debuts
A friend spent ninth grade, his head

past Bourbon Street
I remember our first date
I was in love, so young and afraid
Now you're wondering where he's at and you say that I don't act the same

When you were a young kid
Trying to make your way
They knew where they could find you
By the interstate
Under an overpass
You'd sit and wait
But

I know your brother always said
He's so scared to die young
But if I had to I'd go ahead
To ease the pain of being scared

(ooh)
(ooh)

And it runs

a time when I did not even care
But when I think back, I can't remember
Most of my young days, it's just not there
I remember some good times, forgot all

Song Title: Dashboard Confessions 
Songwriter by Blake Bowling & Will Plummer Key:  uknwn
INTRO
Verse 1.
Driving down this dead beat road clouds

Walking in straight line
Blasting up the bass line
Hitting up the track again
Rollie X will do it again
Fuck what your friends say
I don't give

J. you were torn...
"Let them swoon at the petals or balk at the thorns?
This court Periclean will someday adjourn."

"Young traveller go and witness

up at the beach have some deep talks by the sea
The night is young so you can take your time with me
Going slow so we could match our vibes right
If I

Presenting with no co-host
Cursed by oxycodone
Not happy but I hold up
This city's gonna blow up
So carry me on your shoulder
For us, tour bus

Boy, I've seen

to cope with all the pain
Because it hurts when I speak

It's all shit you can't
See through the screen
You can’t see I kill myself
By smokin' on nicotine

The young’ns are coming up you
Older rappers are tense
You niggas is washed up sounding
Like the 3rd rinse
And yeah I’m judging you by your cycle
The highest

a minerals
The grippy by me gentitals
Ill pull it out and finish you
They know what simms will do
You can check my resume
I was broke but never been again

imma die
Resurrected from the dust, baptized by the fire
Fall along or just let it go
We are not the same, you can't dim my glow
We are made of light,

Tabs and percocets will help me figure it out
Yeah
Or maybe they're a one way ticket
To a fucking box in the ground
I'm way too young for all that
I'll

Money, money, money and a thing called love
Got one thing in common: I don't get enough
But sweet flavoured memories of young days gone by
Remind me