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Beautiful Tragedies
by Pablo Redd
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I don't know how where the hell to begin
Are you religious
Cause you the answers I've been praying for
Well, here I am
Tell me your other wishes, my babe
Theirs beauty in the struggle
Beautiful tragedies
But yet again
I am not in competition with anyone
But I know some people
Be acting like they owe me one
I can tell if you're a snitch nigga
This is ride or die
I do this in my basic mode
I'm one of the forbidden goats
I do this with my eyes closed
I'M ten in one, i dare you
When the opps come around me
I swear, I'll be in two pac mode
I must protect my goal
I must protect my soul
My rhymes are Paranormal
Lately, I'm like a ghost writer
Right now I do believe in angles
I mean look at you
The only thing I saw on the menu, is me and you boo
With no paper, no pen
You still draw my attention
You're like from outer space
A thing with this endless beauty
I'm not even playing cards
But I know I pulled a queen
Not a photographer but
i can picture us together
My bad I'm left handed
But I can treat you right
My favorite numbers are one and four
Cause your the one, four me
I don't know how where the hell to begin
Are you religious
Cause you the answers I've been praying for
Well, here I am
Tell me your other wishes, my babe
Theirs beauty in the struggle
Beautiful tragedies
But yet again
I am not in competition with anyone
But I know some people
Be acting like they owe me one
I can tell if you're a snitch nigga
This is ride or die
I do this in my basic mode
I'm one of the forbidden goats
I do this with my eyes closed
I'M ten in one, i dare you
When the opps come around me
I swear, I'll be in two pac mode
I must protect my goal
I must protect my soul
My rhymes are Paranormal
Lately, I'm like a ghost writer
Right now I do believe in angles
I mean look at you
The only thing I saw on the menu, is me and you boo
With no paper, no pen
You still draw my attention
You're like from outer space
A thing with this endless beauty
I'm not even playing cards
But I know I pulled a queen
Not a photographer but
i can picture us together
My bad I'm left handed
But I can treat you right
My favorite numbers are one and four
Cause your the one, four me
