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Alive and Kickin' [Bonus Track]

Unlinked Artist

Influences & Connections, Vol. 1: Mr. Big

2004

by my side, tears in her eyes
Writing a Goodbye letter
Sayin' Johnny and me are runnin' wild and runnin' free
Just like you did Momma

Don't know

10 Feet Down

NF

Perception

2017

to learn there's a difference between
What you want, and what you really need
I've always been motivated by comments from people tellin' me
Things that

school without a college fund or scholarships
Four years of staring at my degree as it tarnishes
Watching everyone around me fold and do exactly what

myself

There is love here I know it, although I can't seem to reach
The things I want to be, to know what I misunderstood
Become a better me, become what

Lord, oh Lord
LORD, bless me
They are like knots being tugged roughly in multiple ways
My emotions, I was hoping, an expectation dashed
What betrayal is

We going west just to ride the wave
Little cousin pass me my shades
Uncle always stay on my case
By now you figured out we at the cookout
DJ better

blang
Ice come from Johnny Dang
Still got these bitches on my line
Man they driving me insane
All of them tryna give me brain
Little do they know that

and the person He helped me become
He changed my life he can change yours too trust me you gon believe it just see where I'm from
It can get dirty but I'm tryna

already had them all
Already know my past, please don't look so appalled
Said you got me back but that was like two checks ago
When to you did I become

property
If I ain't got it on me
U know dat I'm somewhere by it
U touch a dread on my head
U know errbody slidin'
Rob who, take what?
Gave Tim da chain
He

to dance alone
What is left what is lost
Look at all this love here on the walls
I can't believe what we've become
Like a bat out of hell
Clipped my wings

Jackie

Scott Walker

The Best of Scott Walker [Philips]

1970

Authentic queers and phony virgins
If I had banks on every finger
A finger in every country
And all the countries ruled by me
I'd still know where I'd

Jackie

Scott Walker

It's Raining Today: The Scott Walker Story (1967-70)

1996

Authentic queers and phony virgins
If I had banks on every finger
A finger in every country
And all the countries ruled by me
I'd still know where I'd

where the vegetation use to grow
The fragments of what are left
All the guts and splattered death yo
Repercussion for the man is dodged by the business

You see me out doing shows, out on the road
See me putting in the work
Who are you to say what my ideas worth?
Who are you to say the boy can't earn his

for
I thought you was the one and you was everything I'd die for
You left me in the cold with my hands tied and my heart blindfold
And what I do you

Time for me n you to parlay
Why you gotta tease me when u walk past then you strut
And u know they call me hawkeye I always hit it no matter what
So plz

lyrics are tighter than a hipster's jeans
I got that Malcolm X flow, by any means
Rip any teen i spit chunky bars
How you hang with me, spitting monkey

I never thought I'd think like this again, but I guess that's what life brings
And so I lie hidden by my sheets in my bed so the world can't hurt me

hell
Death would be a blessing 
And I'm guessing
That this pain in my hearts what got me stressing 
There ain't nothing left in my chest 
And when I go

Rawcutt , Rawcutt Rawcutt Rawcutt
I'm not a player I just crush a lot
Look I'm not a player i just crush a lot
I'm like What you on you could come

me a bong
A Dead Guy, Session or a Mirror Pond
Double that shot
Shoot, shoot, I didn't mean from the glock
Or did I
Do enough to just get by
Or bid

the moment
But how can I do that when these ghosts still torment?
And I'm already worried about future interviews
Already plagued by future interludes
Start me

Pretend we're all the same
Nothing to see here
I miss those close to me
And I don't have a home
What shape have I become?
What shape have I become?
What