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sometimes I pray to all of you 
Rock gods ,pop stars ,rock bands, guitars 
Hip-hop don't stop 
One mic beat drop 
No American idiot 
So many thoughts running

the mother fuckin truth
I spazz every time in the mother fuckin booth
You ain’t gotta ask cause you know it’s true
Tryna get rich want the stars in the roof

couldn't had to prove em that I can
With this mic up in my hand I took myself a fucking stand
They looking at me crazy like where the fuck is his band
Now

I took my old way home
And I knew I saw your car
It had the same old dent
And a sticker of a nautical star
Parked in front of the dingbat
We almost

play a game
It's called going insane

And free yourselves
Under the acid rain

Yo!
We're not ready to go
We'll keep on with the show
We're not bent by

Promises made are aging
Same nigga
On different occasions
Makin music
In the the basement
I'm a star on a daily
She starre at me stargazing
Hoped for love

shells, sun screen, beach toys

Stan the manager had years at Alvin's Island
Vera called him Crackerstan she thought she was funny 
She took him in

use this fucking pen to make your ink splatter
My so called homies letting my wounds get redder
They ain't here for the real me they only here for

a couple of bands 
Got no intentions of breaking the plan 
Me and paintriiip boy we called on demand 
Little different, yeah I quit with the xans 
Watching

but I got a lil over bite
Naw lil baby I ain't staying wit you overnight
Dawg just called in the morning finna catch a flight
It's racks on the other

One Saturday night at a honky tonk in Texas
It was gettin' late but nobody wanted to leave
They were pointing us towards the door, but I called out

If I didn't know better
I'd while away these days
Moving only when the weather
Turns my skin cold and so I'd go
Back in the hope that
Days gone by

come from the bricks 
I get a pack of alimone 
And smoke it down by the zip 
Since you wan play up in these Streets
If you get hit you get hit 
Its funny

anyway
Oh my god 
The fallen stars
Fall apart in the strangest ways

Too late, you're replaced 
Who the hell said 'see you tomorrow'?
Go ahead, run away

at home
Built this up from the ground like it's Rome
Purchased a Lincoln and it's sitting on Chrome
Niggas is tweaking, attack of the clones
Stars having

see the stars in the roof of my wraith
Get my feet rubbed while ya bitch feed me grapes

Dont care if im not on the list that you made
You cant contain

Fat Pat
I got a family full of pirates
Like I'm Sinbad
And with that ass girl
I know you'll make me sin bad
You did that
I wanna join a band for

school
He done got star struck
He's like imma flip that nigga
By the back walk and Red Fox, he say he got
30 in the clip now, 5 shots
Tell him imma drop

Sucka Sucka

DMC

Checks Thugs and Rock N Roll [CD & DVD] [Clean]

2006

the bar
By the way, who the fuck do they think they are?
Punk executives tryin to act like stars
The bullshit, has got to quit
Cause me and my street

band, now we're best friends.
Hope you're getting by alright with your backup plan.
You're living for the weekend, I forgot what day it is.
Would've

keep driftin' by
But when a saxophone starts moanin'
Well, the moon drops out of view
To bring a darker shade of blue

I hear a piano twinklin'

by myself an i be rolling 
Fish bowl on the whip 
Face card good 
Pockets fat af an the swollen 
This me at your door aint bo catfishing Send shooters

PLT looks better
When you take it off
Uptown wit a couple bands
'bout to cop the latest drop
If I see a pagan, stop
I'm really from the jungle
You know

Never Going Back

Mike Stud

This Isn't the Album

2015

That's why I'm lit off the lick in the cup right now
In the back of the club with the stars and the sluts in the cut right now
Like wow, god damn
Got