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ain't let me down yet
 It all comes back to me
 When I turn that horse's key
 I'm 17 or 23 
 Or bringing home my first baby
 Like Dad did when
down yet
It all comes back to me
When I turn that horse's key
I'm 17 or 23 
Or bringing home my first baby
Like Dad did when the ?65 was three
down yet
It all comes back to me
When I turn that horse's key
I'm 17 or 23 
Or bringing home my first baby
Like Dad did when the '65 was three
so clean
With all these throwbacks, you think I got a time machine
Kodak moment, everytime I hit scenes
'cause I'm a young (???), I flip keys
Alicia
slay the beef and slept with a tech?
What's the position you hold?  Can you really match
A triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single goin
spilled from his side
Get on your horse and follow me you're a wanted man he lied

Harry was taken by the law and all thought that Ned was spilling
But Ned
to the parkin' lot for a little romance

Got to my car, put the key in the ignition
Turned on the slow jams, I was on a mission
I was catchin' wild things like
to the parkin' lot for a little romance
Got to my car, put the key in the ignition
turned on the slow jams, I was on a mission
I was catchin' wild things like
Noah was first to "check 1, check 2"

Guess who rescued Repunzel
Climbing up her gold weave, then made her braid her hair like Alicia Keys

Before
the city on out to the sea
And if your brothers come after me
With their horses so wild and so free
I'll be waitin' at the gate in a terrible state
With
be sickly
Or let your lead spread incredibly quickly
I move bravely, travellin' on a horse
On the battlefield, surrounded by the lost
Of those who
flip keys like alicia, 
Pull mats like burney to get friends like aretha,
Pigs playin for keps, them hogs wanna keep us, 
Because we walk the walk
diamonds in silver
Or this platinum? You acting
Stacking, style sweet
Me? I'm on Canal Street wit wild heat

Tryin' to make my child eat
Poke and Tone
In the bed girlie and at work by nine
Put on the work force ridin on a iron horse
Bring it home to dad, the one piece cause I'm here
Workout baby doll
The sound of his cubs in death are dim
He knows his world well, no pain can defeat him

Wild horses in the wilderness
Will know no journey home
Well my
Five star general spit, hush them niggas
I star, why even discuss them niggas?
By far, I'm the shit, flush them niggas
Fuck them niggas, I'm
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over

[Sonja