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To Be Continued... [Acapella Version] (Evidence) · Some Nice Things I've Missed (Frank Sinatra) · Hits I Missed/Al Jolson Classics (Ted Heath) · The Silent Majority: Terry Allen's Greatest Missed Hits (Terry Allen) · Acapella (Kelis) · Trains I Missed (Balsam Range) · Just Missed the Train (Danielle Brisebois) · Acapella (Karmin) · Acapella Hymns (Glad) · Some Nice Things I've Missed (Frank Sinatra) – and 90 other albums »


I missed you at your daddy's place
I missed you at your uncle's place
I went to your sister's and she said I missed you by a day
Me
Scratch the surface of your fear,take a look inside it
Books on fire everywhere.Our work? You got it right
We'd never missed a chance to destroy
to call this home, I'm more that just alone
Have I been passed by and left behind again

I feel it pulling me
It's heavy

No desire to wonder why
and stole
That just let me know they know
That was Lupe #1 now this version #4
And I still feel like a virgin me versus the globe
From the surface
the brave mentality
Heard that it's drama at home
Can a dude break free and still get honored at home
I was told by a chief it's the games nature
When
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill

Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
And my ill-gained revelry
I recite these scripted lines
While embers of a different time
Go drifting by

When every word you ever said came true
All
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill

Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
The show, the smile, the face I allow 
How many more break beneath the surface? 
Young and bold, but blind and led by blind 
His person missed beyond His
the brave mentality
Heard that it's drama at home
Can a dude break free and still get honored at home
I was told by a chief it's the games nature
When
the [?]side, I was a school boy too
Hoppin' trains, I just missed my que

And what's life like for me, it's but a dream
Everything ain't what it seems, up
some things I missed
There's still alotta cool shit I want

So here's my list-a
So check it a twice-a

I want
A time machine and a BB gun
I want
A statue
at first fuckin' with studio virgins
To purge the wack, I download the upgraded version
Now performin' our percussion 
Constructed up by the Persian
If I was to sit down and actually write out a list 
Of the MCs that missed it would be the constitution 
They play their caps backwards still
listen, that's the words to live by
Know you gotta stake your claim, like a rib-eye
90059, nigga, here's why

I don't know why niggas keep fucking with me
it's worth I see the purpose of life
I see below the surface and the version that you know and hold is not right
Hahaha, man I oughta just laugh
the compliments belated,
Woke in the morning feeling hated by my loved ones
As I shove guns in my mouth in a dark alley in the inner city
Called the ghetto
Even
cause extreme accelerations
The physical damage could devastate the
Electrical, chemical, biological surfaces
Smuggled by the government's officials
by. The constant stare. The constant grip inside. Every organ grinding. 
Every day seems easier until I step back in our box. Boxed in. 
Surrounded by
keepin in live
versus those who chase the bread
many rhymes misunderstood
and I stand by every line
and I kept it on the under
don't go snatchin my wine
and never dine alone, meanwhile back at sea level it was home by home zone for zone, bloom county's homeless riot for home ownership, I hope you put gas in
by life, while suffocating inside a poor version of one. Grip the match, set the fire. Don't save a thing.
Rebirth. Reborn. Now this is progress.
to the shopping carts of all hard-working families
Electric doodads and wizard hats [exist] to keep the munchkins entertained
But get replaced by newer versions
death a hell of a run until the movement stops 
Bubble to the surface almost dead ass out 
Starving cold and alone until I pass out 

chorus 

Living
to start, and burn a bluer blaze
Maybe we missed it but um, what if we didn't these drums
Maybe the difference is needed for when it sums

So I dedicated my