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Manic depressive socially disconnected introvert who loathes attention, watch me ghost the exit/
So clandestine avoid detection, takin all

the past presently they undefined
Now I’m undermined By the dudes I used to call my guys
Who am I
A soul surfer with his feet in the sand
An average guy with

YEAH YEAH 
YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK THIS IS RIGHT 
M. WRITER 
WATERS 
G. DOT 
G.DOT 
COME ON

SEE SUMMER TIMES IS HERE NOW 
AND HONEY'S GETTING THERE

a main bitch slayer
Rocking alligators, by the time I'm done with this
Erie, PA need prayers

There's something in the water
Where I'm from
Something in

he came in fire and the smell of hell
and he only took the evil folk
That he'd snort and breathe the flesh of dead
and that you knew him by the smoke

Aye, aye i'm about to snap at any moment
Stay up out my way
I've been hidin' In the hills
I'm practicing my fucking aim
Got you in my crosshairs got

way to get by is stealing from the rich folkthey got the nice cars and ice they pay the highest price just to gloatdon’t feel bad they got a boatfirst

Turn this life into a lifestyle
Drive by turn a niggas lights out
Going crazy in a five star
Say she wanna take another bite yay

That’s right going

doors for
Firefly, how we ever gon fly
I’ve been thinking you're a star
Just floating through the night sky
Like, who you was? Like really what you was

changing I had to let em' go
Feel like I'm walking through a maze and ion' know where to go
Ooohhh the way they acted when I dropped that tape is really

Five whole months and a couple days
Since the day you went away
I guess you'd think that I'd be used to this feeling by now
Took a long drive down

games
Give it to her yeah the long way
After a long days of work
Said she was tryna get nasty
Could tell by the way she looked at me
She left the classy

at a straight rate
That weight make bucks with the hate bait
Ain't no time to be wack with the crack in his backpack
He got stacks that wrapped no backtrack
Feel

The things that’s come our way -who’d have ever thought? 
I put on my boots and went to work -the way I was taught. 
And you’d be there waiting

of blood
By the feet of preachers
I don't glorify it
I keep it real I think you oughta try it
You look the part and so they sorta buy it
I don't feel

you give up the world!)
We must leave this world behind

My brother (Don't you give up the world!)
My brother (Don't you give up the world!)
My brother

feelin', Juice? (Great)
I feel amazin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
I gotta just tell 'em, you know what I'm sayin' 
This shit like a movie (this shit like

LB Fam 4 Life

The Lost Boyz

LB IV Life

1999

ask the S girls, the sags
Play cards for the mingles
Hit the avenue for the singles, by the new artist
Yo we never knew who God is
Yo we ran with

I'm Your Man

Ryan Laird

Country Heat 2012

2011

No that's not me
And that's not the way love should be
But if you want someone who'll stand by you
And do the best that they can
Then come on baby,

convinced there's no way
We're just spinning ‘round
The sun all day without
A purpose or an explanation

Raise the white flag
And surrender to this life
Don't

Hold tight the people who leave grime and think you're gonna achieve something
It don't work, I tried it way before all of you. Bye

Blud, I'll leave

Sucka Free

Afu-Ra

State of the Arts

2005

yo
Let's get it on, let's get it gully, get it ugly
East New York nigga, we get it muddy, feel this

I'm hittin' with sound, with the sound of a tre

seems to feel so real.

Eyes wide shut, faded to white,
A little conversation never seemed to stray this far,
Ignore my thoughts, is that blood on your

I got those
I got this, son I spotless
Frozen watches, belts wit the notches
Bitches topless, three-way manages, Motorola holder
Break bread with