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What happened to being a man
They're getting softer day by day
Cissy boy now shallow and frail
Can't live without a safe space
You trade in your

a version, not a face but my very own melody.

Cause I just feel this little light inside,
A light that grows by darkened times 
In me, with me.
And I know

Ooooh, I like that
For all my 90s kids, put a lil smile on ya face 
We got work to do 

Schoolhouse rock, way back when I was little, taught me

feeling Misch Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man there doing up bench
Cause they ain't

Feeling less of a human like every day I've been losing
A little more of me, I'm sorry
But this beggar is choosin' to run away at the eleventh hour

Hard to forget
Way they living
I feel that they upset
Because they are feeling
Is there something on your mind
No, I can't live in this life
I will die

the reg
We live by the mafia nigga I swear its the code quick shout out to Fred
I know my nigga knowin how to get low we both know he duckin the feds
I’m

a little compensation for my day, a small
reward. See I never do much really, I don't like being intimidated by some people but
occasionally it can happen. I

the tik tok on my watch
Says you only got
Just a little moment
Of time to take your shot
For the time on the clock
Reads nought on the dot
You gotta keep

issues yeah where do I buy them all Maybe a little stall
Situated by the side of the shopping mall
Beat every obstacle, haters wait for me to drop like

of course (of course)
"Why didn't you respond to my text?"
Screaming at the phone
All alone
That's all that she knows
At this point
Might as well be seen by

classified information
It's all about being consistent with your adulation 
Come a little closer
I wanna get to know ya
If I don't know you by now
I don't

me feeling Rich Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man doing up bench
Cause they

on the kicks 
I be so damn sick
G's on the chain and the jeans that fit 
Blacked out whip 
Feeling my shit 
But my whole life changed when I pulled to the crib

for fashion
Judge a book by the cover cops harrassin' when we passin'
Statistics are meticulous
Fillin’ up those numbers ridiculous
Little fights were

don't let me out and play
You've got a bad sense of humour and a face with no name
How can we both go down with you by my side?
Walking out now and I can

the world like it's some kind of zoo
Feeling clever in the interview
But the guests are just versions of you
Repetition doesn't make it true
Keep telling lies

Punishing me tonight
I can not sleep

I can't escape the way I know I'm feeling
Time has passed me by and now I'm reeling
All I wanted was a quite life
All I

love
Can't live without you, babe
cnd it's more than I can stand

If you're feeling me
Tell me please 
Cuz I have to have it
I need you and me
In my

Hailey
Coming to the rescue
Summer heat wave
Let the world just pass us
By the way
I like the way
You play to the masses
You never stop
I give you mad

Some days, I feel the weight of the world
Like everything's shifting
But nothing changes
Some days my mom says I'm stuck in a rut
But no one really

This goes out to everyone who will be deeply offended by this song but catching themselves singing it anyway
You're welcome motherfucker
Everyone’s

Stop and wait a minute and look around
This world is turning upside down
From being self-centered or just wanna hate
Or feeling the need to always

at the stake, Joan of Arc
Little anxious saint
I illustrate the gates of
Hell into my notebook
Her flesh burns up in the furnace
Ashes to Ashley urn to something