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love you

Well I've always had a deep respect
And I mean that most sincerely
The band is just fantastic
That is really what I think
Oh, and by the way,

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar. You're gonna go far, fly high,
You're never gonna die, you're gonna make it if you try

they're gonna love you.

visions getting blurry, ya’ll
Ain’t got no worry, nah
Bitch I might, be making hundreds be making thousands
All by the hour - don’t question how I got it

all the shit you put me thru
Was too much for An interlude
An album or anthology
Apology accepted
You did your dirt
Then cleaned yourself up
To get

nicely by silver bullet
Before my death I’ll write the hit
My voice is poison for all it

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar
You're gonna go far, you're gonna fly
You're never gonna die
You're gonna make it if you try
They're gonna love

busy cuz they was just Blocking my focus
Now it's time to get right back in Motion
Back to back for the album been Flowing
Free my mind just releasing

the gas and go and crash in my car
I wanted to be dead so I could have a fresh start
I wanted to be free from all the pain and mistakes
I'm tired of hurting

game khali sare
Sheher mein koi ladki ni
Mere si Likhari
(Rapper Rana)
Rana in house baby
Chalo milte hai kal
Ajj kar lo aaraam
Karo thoda kaam
Agar bana

Making new albums, For real
Just, stop getting features
We don't wanna hear them!
We Wanna hear you
It's not their song, It's your song
And to be honest,

found out she liked me but he is the one
After we went ice skating I think I fell in love
But you didn't feel the same so you left me with a hug
Hot cocoa

And become the best version of myself
That's yet to come

This album tells you my story
In chronological order
And all the songs were
written by me, Matt

happy, healthy and carefree
‘80s for me
Cruisin’ in my IROC-Z
Down by the lake, it’s summer break, jumpin’ waves on my jet ski

They tell me that I’m old

Whether jewels and cars or broke by the bars
Y'all keep hatin, hatin, hatin
I love when you hate
When you hate you hate on me for
My grind,

my pop
I pray the lord never takes away what I've got
Stored in my head all the memories I've made with my pop
I pray they stay and don't rot
Cuz every

Ya'll albums be air balls trying to hit something
That's your problem chasing mainstream, can't invest because you spend all your cream
It's cool

And Now for Something Completely Different

Funkoars

The Hip Hop Show

2005

knees like she's praying or something.
Ain't in the door, rushing gatecrashing the floor
It's nothing but oars and their mates and they may take it all

.44 Caliber Love Letter

Alexisonfire

Alexisonfire

2003

I really wanna immortalize this moment
Just remember the first step in forgetting
Is destroy all the evidence
With friends like you
Who needs

living your life then don't hate mine  

Your opinion isn't relevant I'm just saying 
I'm in the game your stands spectating 
I got hot by being myself I'm

don't want
No stops, did it by myself until the album dropped, it's
All love to the game I'm playing till I drop

And I was free for a minute
You could

A Better Me

Poor Old Lu

A Picture of the Eighth Wonder

This song is definitely one of the 'filler' tracks on the album. Never played in concert (that I can remember) and hardly ever mentioned by anyone.

Mama I wrote you this song 
So I can say wad I feel I know I don't tell this very often 
But I really love you I'd never change on you by putting someone

a shepherd i’m like Steph
I shoot with the best but the
Key is in my leg-work
All I wanna hear is that invest word
Otherwise skate
There’s nothin uglier than

Aye bro just spit something for me I gotta I gotta dial in the compressor real quick
Ima get levels
Alright alright
Um
Let me see let me see
What do