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feels bitter, can barely taste
I can't change mistakes they can't be erased
So go try naive it'll chase to the very end
This burning hatred nails in my

escaping what she wanted
And in his head she haunted
Every thought and moment that
He wanted for himself
And she knew just the place you'd be
And so she'd

wanna be where you are
We've got a head start for happiness
For our part, guess we must be kissed
By this force I feel inside
Now I'm not gonna hide

All

your wife out your life
So you don't forget
I'ma make millions, place the bet
I got nothing left to say, better hope I fade
That's naive as shit
You know

children..gon get this...the premise.I promise..
I pray so God can manifest..so I can do so many things..
By the way he's not a dictator...
Buh he did get me

Over and Over

O.A.R.

King [Deluxe Edition] [CD/DVD]

2011

must be
Sunny days
Up ahead or in between
Sunny days
Think I found you in this place
Over and over
Over and over
Over and over
Over and over

A failures melody with these memories, a coffin seems to be more fit
I haven't slept in 3 damn days
My head has got to change
Look what you've done
Look what's

times
Leave behind any mess we find
Lest we undermine fresh beats and rhymes
The quest to the shrine is one steep climb
Every track must impress and be

Paradise Garage

Tim Curry

Fearless

1979

you'd be boogeyin' this late
I can't think were I put my wallet
Naive suburban fool
You wouldn't think that I'd spent hours outside
French polishing

This my therapy
This my therapy
This my therapy
This my therapy
This my therapy making all these melodies
This my therapy when I speak on the beat

leave this place
Dear Lord Why must we live to die suffer and mourn
Been cursed since i was born
I'm trying to change my ways but this world gots me torn

do people survive
I was just a kid running his lips
Me and my cousin think
We running this shit
Little did we know
That the place we called home
Would

It's gon help you when you realize
This the street melodies
But I'm too solid for the fakes surrounded by enemies
I know my place can't let em take what

at the right timing
Why are you looking at me like this? What got you reacting 
A nigga must be dumb if he thinks I'm playing
Listen carefully to what I'm saying

Cannot climb this high, be careful 
But you know I am the devil, 'cause I am a fucking G.O.A.T. 

Head by the daily, damn I forgot her name, think it was

, just say the word, I’ll set the date
‘Cause baby girl, you gon’ be my soulmate, let’s relocate
You stuck in my head like some catchy melodies
And you

Always hear a voice in my head
Say "you running outta time, ain't no choice when you're dead"
Feel trapped at the house in my bed
Must be out my mind, roll

naive
You can never deceive me
And now I struggle by the caverns in my skin.
You will never leave me.
You will never leave me.
Just find a place to betray

finding good where does it hide
I find its getting rare to come by
Oh, am I not enough
To be worthy of your song
'Cause you're worthy of my song
I want

really got this 


Niggas out here sweating bitches, I don’t never cry over no ho 
Y’all talking like y’all got on ya y’all really must don’t know 
Said

myself look to the sky again
Everything will be alright when i get there  
Opening the doors when I meet you there
That must be the place that everybody

the getaway (the getaway)
And play games until the end of the day
I said man I don't think so you must be kidding me
Don't you know i've got God livin in me

The Grand Finalé

The D.O.C.

No One Can Do It Better

1989

the wing-ding and flipped it
(Yea) and never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause

yeah
You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style
Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I wanna know

[Hook]
Do you really wanna know