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pas l’pire
Toujours un couvre chef
Pour m’assoir à la table
De ces mêmes personnes qui veulent
Que l’on sois plus qu’des idoles
Toujours un couvre chef

your fetish turned against you 

TODAY!

It's time to defile, the tables have turned 
Now you will get yours, reversal of roles 
He's getting what's been

to dash
I'd give anything for all that chaos coming back.

It's a quiet house
The table's set for two
No more catches in the backyard
No more tests to do

needs more than one pool table?
Did someone glue the pencils to the floor?

You crash but you don't burn
You just flash and then return
Even when you're

you got racks? put it all on the table
I do not cap 'cause my religion stay true

Designer my bag, bitch that's Empyre Roses
I gotta flex, you act like

on supreme
Getting green like a lantern I got on the ring
Trying to think of shit for the table I can bring
Might as well bring the whole damn table I'm

bridges get burned (some bridges get burned)
While the tables get turned (while the tables get turned)
I'm remaining 2turnt (i'm remaining 2turnt)
Standing

and ask myself 
What if these feelings are true
Can't tell you why, but it's not a lie
Don't think too much, girl
This is just your life
Turning the tables

they're really not

Now, we do this every night
Close your eyes and you'll be just fine
What's the harm in one more time?

People staring at our table
Like

and that coke that I see on the table
You just can't fuck with me now, you don't seem to be able
I know that your heart is still hurting and you know that

Making it past 21
Elevate each other placement
Now we sitting at the table 
Knowing that we all made it 
Driven boy

I got real love 
I got real, I got

still dream of you and me; we sat across the table drinking coffee and laughing
When we were the paintings of a picture perfect
Picture this: This isn't

a mantle full of picture frames
Sitting at the table playing board games
Tear stains on my wire frames
Rain hit the window panes
Skinny ginger crown

When the plate hits the table
So begins this fable
And the halls of rhyme
Always stay in time

And we slip away
So we drift today
And in time awaits

am
If dey dash me some? Maybe then?
I can learn am (Yor!)
Money on the table 
I be, scheming like a stable 
Make they pile up like a label
How they,

weren't my bro
Now you appearing for my shows
I guess the tables just turned
I guess the tables just turned

Crazy I never thought it'd get crazy
You crazy

Table saws
And perfect flaws
A cold, hard concrete floor
A radio to drown out the days
You can't do it anymore
Contractors get callous 
In those

on the table girl
And you'll see what I mean

All I need
All I need
Is that pussy hold the weed
Fuck the money
Give me love and kill
My insecurities
Flick that

sit on your knees and hit all the keys you taught me

Chase me again around the table, hold my hand, special way
Take me away from this strafe, forgive

right that max pad
Tame broads with money for tampons
Dirty as bitches fuck when they mans gone
Deal on the table and a table full of bills 
No checks

We stare at each other
Across the table
Our plates are full
We try to talk while we're still able
But the wine in the glass
Is sinking fast
And words

When Christmas if finally here
The table's set with food to share
After dinner we open our gifts
Who cares if the sweaters don't fit
Wrapping paper in

has gone too far past the point of returning
Inspiration's what the game needs and the table's turning
I keep it real 'cuz being real is what respect is

the table
Lover status is unstable
Your man's going undercover 
So your ex might be my lover 

It's dead, he's gone
But somehow keeps on going on
And faithful