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Hey guy, you're the one for me
Your face, the sweetest thing I've ever seen
Stop by, dedicate to me
Your time, your time

At night, it really
Hey guy, you're the one for me 
Your face, the sweetest thing I've ever seen 
Stop by, dedicate to me 
Your time, your time 

At night, it
Hey guy - you're the one for me 
Your face - the sweetest thing I've ever seen 
Stop by - dedicate to me 
Your time - your time 

At night - it
He would rise triumphant
All done up
On a plume of raven wings
Trafficking with sycophants
Sharing his cup
Amidst other graver things
I would never blame you for the tears
I blame my stubborn heart, soul, body
Every single thing around me stays the same no matter what

Ai, ai, ai
tired I forget to recline my chair
Picture you in my head, a souvenir by my legs
Some scuba gear for the bed, we do it 'cause Simon says
Ain't a single
miles
How could I turn my back on her, the sweetest thing alive
I was eager, day time dreamer, waiting time when I'd come alive

Sun of San Sebastian
been through a lot, I deserve a lot, this work's fine

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by
thing smokin'

Shit, I recognize that whip
Didn't he do a drive-by on the strip?
Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched?
What type of guy's
other and their glasses clinked
One single unit, inseparably linked
"Got a strange premonition there's a man close by"
"Don't worry about him, he wouldn't
[Sha-Queen] 

I feel the need to get iller than 

All these fuckin' wack Mc's, realest Bitch that ever been 

Dropped the hit single that was flying
like snicking a mix like this
Every single day when I play my way
Cause it ain't no thing for me ta just chill
Got my money in my pocket everything is
now, the sweetest oxygen
the scent of my youth, a fluid nostalgia was a visual intoxicant
no longer bottled up...
reminiscin while they poured it in
will do these things, I won't stop bitch

I like to go to the club mix and mingle
Nigga plays his dick like a 12 inch single
Yeah, so what you
you begin to whisper “discharge”
Traumatized by the lies of the turncoats
Who walk enemy ground to go and burn smoke
Five dead single shot glock nine
at the time
We would memorize every single bar of his rhymes
Summertime, kids is playin' in the park
I might just ride by, let 'em sprinkle the truck
with
That's oil and water trying to mix on the same surface

[Mr. Lif]
I got a job at a business place I chose not to name
Ask me how did I achieve
you begin to whisper “discharge”
Traumatized by the lies of the turncoats
Who walk enemy ground to go and burn smoke
Five dead single shot glock nine
man
The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone

Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid
Skipping school with my homies
me
I'm by myself all alone and nearly
On the verge of breaking down
Like every single track and this very instrumental that was meant to make
the worst,
Emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now

So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm