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on Staight Stuntin on
Flex, Flexin on the devil
My God is strong, My Faith is strong
So I'm Flexin on the devil
By Repenting all my sins
Now I can
Flex Up

on Staight Stuntin on
Flex, Flexin on the devil
My God is strong, My Faith is strong
So I'm Flexin on the devil
By Repenting all my sins
Now I can
Flex Up

at all, I ain't tryna go there
Nah, nah we aint gotta go there 
I ain't tryna go there
Dont u end up on that bridge to nowhere

VERSE
Man its hard just

just slop and swill
Dragged down by my dregs of failure
A never-was, never-is, never-will
Burned bridges and a map of dead ends
Transients who will never

like I be rapping just to top myself)
Make a new alter ego to compete with
I think The Bully & The Super Saiyajin is beefing
(Make a new alter ego

reached an all time low
You've burned all your bridges now
Yes You've burned all your bridges down
Memories flashing by
Of the days you could be proud

at the end of day a woman with class
Now I'm only a green city boy
Yet to know, the nature of six shooter
But I question your alter ego
Cant decide, which best

of consciousness is a very steep fall
Superior communication can bridge the gap wall to wall
But everything always fails
Just need the will to fix it all
I tried

when the bezel turning on the iced Prezi on the wrist
I get cheffy with a kiss
Island heavy by the bridge
And the pilot tell me go and take a selfie
Say

in stride
While I'm stuck here wondering how and why, I begin to cry
'Cause here's what's on my mind

Inside the Mind, The Mind of an Addict
Mind,

Water's Edge

Sweet

VI

1980

the waters edge
'Cause there's too much gone under the bridge
Down by the waters edge
'Cause there's too much gone under the bridge

Now I am here in my

bridge: 
 what a record breakin’, no mistakin’ 
 fool I was, the way I was 
 makin’ my heart achin’ by fakin’ love! 
  
 refr.: 
 -you were gettin’ away

got water for every bridge that got burned from my niggas

We still here, still with it
Everything I ever done is for the squad, they gotta feel that
Me

The Professionals

Tracey Lee

Many Facez

1997

eighteen hundred hours. 



Bridge One: 



[Phone Rings] 



TL:Yo goose this is Tray. 



Phone:Yeah, what's my update? 



TL:The

I am so done with you, Lexani
I ain't feelin' like I used to, stay out the way, but see it all (See it all)
Threw my sins over the bridge, smokin'

was breakin' my rules, handing out branches
Payin' that cost
No matter how much I lost
Where do we go from here?
How can we mend this bridge?
Is there

All will appear calm
Before we ignite
And set everything right
We're not chained by fear
We will persevere
Cause unlike the past
Our future is vast
Uhh

their
Children by saying: "Everything is going
To be all right
It's not the end of the world and we're
We're doing the best we can" But I don't
Think you

Know your lane, hold it down
Either be fake or keep it real
This is art, so let me paint
Yeah, let me grow, leave me be
Lead by example or be

looking back, no bridges left to burn
Train is running on a one-way track to the point of no return
Over my head and breathless, I just hope it will never

chance
I been hurt too many times in the past
Yea
How can I finally meet him
When I don’t let nobody in
Before we start I see the end
Yea
All I see is red

Replaced by the New Bridge in 1972
Funny thing, the Old Bridge used to be called the New Bridge
Yeah, bit of a funny thing
Up ahead there's the bronze

Tryna find heaven so on and so forth
Im at the end of my rope
After all i found hope
Alter called i might go

Drippin oasis
Making something out

A common reaction when your past is troubled by shame
There's no room for improvement when settled in your current state
Consistency alters the aftermath