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the yelling
Don't beg me to stop
When I send you to God
Just accept it and rot
You'll never catch up
I'm ahead by a lot
You think that you're better
You're not

Working like a freak
I've been emerging to the peak
I'm bout to merk a couple beats and then I'm ghost
If you're searching for the heat
Then I

be ruthless/can seem ruthless
Then I wish that I had some control
Feeling heavy right here in the soul
If whatever you think
Is what you know
Then I

that you don't mind if I say "By the way"
Baby, that's just what I do
Coz you've got me scared
Listen to that melody
Baby, pull my hair
Baby, you're so

a virtue
I was in these streets when you boys had a curfew
Wasn't getting paper I was thinking simple mind
Out here chasing bitches and a high is a waste

lost, cuz from what I can see
The armies of the heart have barely laid siege 
I wonder if you see the hurt in my eyes 
I wonder if you're bothered by all

on campus at my school 
But do not take me for a fool
When you live this life Timmy play by da rules 
I was out there trappin without a tool 

Sometimes I

Photographic Memory

Sky Eats Airplane

Sky Eats Airplane

2008

We lie face down,
Hand-in-hand

There's no regrets
Taped to the back.

I got lost on the ride home
With a chance to escape this hold.

You're

won't be coming home tonight

Because you're dealing with a man at the end of his rope
And I'll be swinging for the fences on a prayer and a hope

my eyes and there he was
He said
I want you to meet somebody
But she's just a little rowdy
Hard to handle, Oh, by the way
If you grab her by the hand

Have you been waiting up and sitting by the phone
Just going crazy thinking you did something wrong
Has he been coming up with all these alibis for

ever ever ever want more?
And I get just what I like, now that I find I'm reassured
Giving all my city paper, pretty paper
Could you ever want more?

You

Thinking that you weren't playing games
And now I'm just gonna end up on some song of yours
And I just want you to know I hate you
Goodbye
Take a couple

at the start
And if you don’t want to come
Then just go home

What the fuck do you know
What the fuck do  I know
Who the fuck is getting their way

We’re all

today and
I started shining my light on that
Destined for greatness there's no debating
Them days are coming I'm patiently waiting
Things I'm creating,

to myself 


2am I'm up now still smoking my blunt and I see reaper
If you’re ripper sure you getting smoke
Been the slime for myself all from the day one

alone
He's still over there in the corner mumbling to himself and he coming off the dome

You ain't never seen fools like us
Dick Swift, Doctor Scott, we

Come Do A Little Life

Mo Pitney

Behind This Guitar

2016

Hey, girl, you're my best friend
I never want this thing to end
So I was thinking if you're free
Come do a little life with me
Every sunrise

we’re on a mission
You’re slipping - if you’re even thinking there’s an inkling
Your wishing, that you could blessed with our disposition
Instead your

get ready
We gotta go there
And if you're rolling with me
Don't take cab
We take the Chauffeur

Because game ain't based on sympathy
Based on what you

Somebody get punished
We ain't miss 100
Niggas be running
Hit you and ur bitch you know how we
Coming
Triple back somebody getting punished
Can't relapse I

plan to unruin it with the way that I'm using it
It's about the ice and how many whips that you have
Labels say rap about this don't matter if you're

overthinking
My hands are stinging 
The storm wants to begin 
But I don't care at all
I gotta make a call
Just to say "honey, im coming home"

Rain just keeps

Was out there chasing satan's world
While Jesus said Flesh be gone
That's what type of mess we on
Thinking that right is wrong
I was getting high