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Your past is gone, it's out of reach
Jesus just know you're alive in me
Just trust in God above all things
Seek his word and you'll be at peace
Your past

from that tree
I'll be on some demon shit
'Til they're appreciative
Still meet man in the park when it's dark for some flavours
The only packet you've

cnd now, the gang's all gone
There was me and my mommy
cunt Margaret, Uncle John
cnd sometimes our David
Would come along

Come on David! Get in the car

Purge

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Once a year it is anarchy pure insanity so I broke in

hoe with me and me
She just want a piece of me like I'm Little Caesar
Pull up on a bitch, I tell her I don't need her
Got me acting like I'm John Cena

Yeah hmm
Could you tell me that you're proud of me sometime
It just feels nice to hear it
Barely getting by
I been barely spending time
With myself I

This is the last groove on the album
We're gonna bring everybody in
One at a time, like a conga line at a cheesy discothèque

The girls are gonna

boat
Messing with my fam I'm gonna John Wick mode
What you didn't know?
Well, I guess now you know
I'll be rapping it raw
I'm making the bars
No cash

the blood of a poor victim
Warrior, what you're not, what did you want
Did you want me gone, can't reach the top, so you're scorned?
You're a copycat, Tyler

Staying up, up to late 
Saying we won’t ever wait 
for the moment to pass us all by 
Living while dumb are reckless 
I’m wishing days were endless

and the philosophy has gone back to it's roots, 
the classics, 
for understanding. 
they went astray, 
now they're found again. 
the home coming, the back street

cause

We've been gone for so long
So long
So long
We've been gone for too long
Too long

But it only makes sense when you try to prep an album when

Rage

John Kay

Rock & Roll Rebels

Words and music by John Kay, Rocket Ritchotte and Michael Wilk

Runnin' wild, trouble round the corner
The story of your life
You got your bruises

fucked up, thinking I would be here for you
Shit's fucked up, can't believe this is true
I was so blinded, divided by truth
Feeling I'm betrayed, I didn't

Don't Cry Joni

Conway Twitty

Country Kings, Vol. 2: Twitty, Bruce, Wallace

2012

and by
You're just fifteen I'm twenty two
Joni I just can't wait for you

Soon I left our little home town
Got me a job and tried to settle down
But her

Let me put it in perspective
They tell me niggas talking
But my hearing is selective lane switch
Main bitch appearing in my section
Your album never

Hello, my name is John but if ya piss me off you get hit with a baton *smack* by my alter-ego Mac Automaton. I can’t control him, nobody knows what

dead in his Maserati
Tommy-guns hittin like we're on a safari
His mistress is hiding, She saw the whole crime scene
Baby gone swim with the fishes, Baby

the light don't seem too bright
You can see it this one last time

John and Jesus, parents of both children had worry in their thoughts
But were eased by

in Inland Empire
Look at the rabbits
They're anthropomorphic
Look at the sign on Mulholland Drive
My raps are pre-recorded like the song by Rebekah Del

Manny's Hat Song

Jerry Jeff Walker

Scamp

1996

or two
If he's a making you a hat, he needs to know some things about you
He'd say, "Set yourself down, tell us what you're thinking about
Your hat says

And you've still got it in your drawer, even now

Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singin' in the car, gettin' lost upstate
Autumn

kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the

M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're

Who's Gonna Help Brother Get Further?

Lee Dorsey

Yes We Can

1970

We may seem happy like everything's alright
But from the outside looking in
Everything's uptight
But deep down inside we're covering up the pain