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And you wonder why I’m always fucking yawning
Snoring, I’m so bored I’m ignoring
Everything that is said until you start exploring
Your own opinion, none

On my way back home
Driving all alone
You just caught my eye
 
Have we met before?   
Do you live next door?
I can't pass you by.

There's  no you

enlightened by the moon
Proud of his art are the carpenter
His creation a tool for my doom

I am the outcast no winner
I am the fallen the one
That lived all

Her boyfriend's outta town
But he might just come home any minute
And every sound I hear I look at the door
Got me scared shitless
He'd kick my ass

minutes just to look me in the eyes (Eyes)

These mirrors looking fine (Fine)

I grab you by your sides

Come here fuck on me baby

Tell me that kitty's

Oh Mor'een girl you look so clean
But I know Mor'een
You're not what you seem

Remember those times
That we sat in driveways
Flashing me with big

Uh, Ayo you niggas garbage I'm way
Ahead by a large margin
See no comp in this house of Hip Hop
Bitch I'm Macaulay Culkin
The god they call me often

know
Why you lying in the captions
We don't need disorder we don't need distractions
I never thought That I will make it rapping
Deluded by your passion

nggas that’s who I am YOP

YOP YOP YOP YOP
REAL ASS Ngga give a fuqk bout a bitch yop
She put it in her ass then she put it in her lips YOP 
I put it in

joke, I really think that you’re a masterpiece
They know I prolly got not right to be your man
We can show them that it’s meant to be
You know I’ll never

Please take care baby
Wish me well baby 
I been going through hell baby 
Confused by the crossroads barley 
My soul is pure but dare me
So almighty

gone
And now it starts to snow

Within an hour there's another flight
I buy me something nice
But then the time passes by, oh my
Here comes the next

tax and pay your bills and watch
The war to get your thrills on CNN
And just pretend that this is not your fault again
I realize you make amends by

stories how i'm living my life
I'm like pac nas and jay and that kid from bed stuy
My mind is playing tricks on me
I'm scarface so i drop the album for my

to laugh at my brain I could've maybe trained my brain to control my body
I wish I could see the lights come on one by one in a block of flats
Each little

think
These theories are now extinct

Opinions are written by an algorithm
Think it's really your decision? Well here comes bad news
What you really

Well mama, I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
To you

This city is a symphony
That never seems to be in key
I've

life
I just be livin'
Not carin' bout what you do
Y'all busters trippin'

I'm in a phase
Thank God it's a phase
They come and go
But they never go away

round
Smack smack smack, he love the macaroni sound

Pipe down, I don't wanna hear a sound (nah)
That's this ass clapping, got cake by the pound
Now

When I'm lifeless and on my back
Suck my fucking dick
The sight of you makes me sick
Spare your words
May death come quick
You will never forget me
There

In black and white pictures you took of me
Cause you were roses by the window
Saying Me and New York miss you
Do you think you'll ever come back
Do you

The first time
I saw the fire in your eyes
I'd never really been tongue-tied
Until I fell into you
By design
I'm not too good at opening my mind
I

the dock I slap my head right on it
Faithless
That I'll ever meet criteria
The fear isn't mild it's a rampant hysteria
What's next?
I guess I'll watch

leave, I wanna run
But I'm held by everyone I love
And everything that I consider mine
I wanna not believe that I'm
Caught in the trappings of your sick