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I was trying to remember the last thing you said As you walked up the stairwell that led to your bed And I laughed, all alone At the words never
wreck Snortin percocet Go to work 'cause I need the check Light the weed need to take a breath In this empty bed I feel regret All the words you said I
My apologies I'm a little rusty Dirt on my fingers Oh, why does it linger? I turn in my sleep Surrounded by broken souls And all the wrong things I
and never will have Your Honor, Scott' a gaslighter, a drug trafficker and smuggler, he confessed Free Young Thug, so you have room for him Provide him there
and never will have Your Honor, Scott' a gaslighter, a drug trafficker and smuggler, he confessed Free Young Thug, so you have room for him Provide him there
When Europe was still in the darkness Our boats was big as the ark is The cargo was gold-tip spears And it sold by the load and it opened the market
Now come over here and let me give you a tongue kiss on your hot pocket Me and Mike will go Twin Hype and do a dance on your windpipes Put your
the barman holds aloft the crystal glass And I'm having all that's in the bubble in the bottom of the bottle Then by three or four, your head's a bit
the barman holds aloft the crystal glass And I'm having all that's in the bubble in the bottom of the bottle Then by three or four, your head's a bit
presence Or I went and drop some presents off to ease it to them Two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their minds a little And dawg you'll
Another endless night Full of all possibilities Raise your glass to eternity I never felt so high It's never been this right And it's all about you
She'll be making me fall Fall in love Lock the room, we're hiding Like smoke beneath your bed Well I know you're trying When you weigh the tears you shed
for my friends People can't see my pain, camouflaged by a grin It's like one fifty one make you run out your skin Got a turtle out his shell let
hand on they throats uh One foot on the gas know one day be last uh Don't get swepted on them courts bro No room for some trash He poured pain for
the floors Of the room, she, focused on the floor Potential sensation, the bella du jour tryna bloom She hoping for some more coin, dressed for the ball
blind punch in the mist Now deceased You've been kissed by the beast Shot fire shot that you missed Love crushed love like a bug in your fist Hat full
diaspora acting rigid separated by colour like white light through glass prisms Cause of your skin The ignorance in your activism You feel superior
Rap niggas talk big boy shit But when I'm in the room they control they tone I set it off on these niggas, they know it too (they know it) Long live
her room Told her be a good girl, go to school And get a good grade, a good a career So you can satisfy your parents, we'll be joys of tears As the day
the pain I'm an omen my day will wreck your day I'm so happy and I don't know why I was riding round your orchard when I felt it unwind Will you read
Maybe I'm a nuisance, but it makes no sense Talking 'bout your two cents, man I'll never use them I been in the room with legends in the making You can
Raise a glass now for the damned Terrorize, terrified Praying for your fucking life Wide awake, dominate I figured it out In a room full of mirrors
not like it’s a small world, but I’m not just any girl Whatever they are saying, pick your head up and stop praying So make room, this is me, I’m coming
Write all your sorrows in sand And all of your blessings in stone Meaningful ones ever last While others get washed up on shore The older I grew
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