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I know you’re wondering how I do it?
How do I keep my ass in such a nice and juicy fucking shape
The answer is quite fucking simple
Every morning I

Screeching huh
Hop inside the Booth
I gotta spazz they say I'm preaching huh
What is there to prove
Im On they ass ain't no more laughing huh
When I pull up

the country when a war breaks out
and fight them

This is not the way it was meant to be
we don't want to live this tyranny

Created equal by the Almighty God

(This is what its like when a species prepares to depart for the stars
You don't depart for the stars under calm and orderly conditions
It's a fire

tales of what they seen a travellin'
Embellishing each other's yarns is how they earned their names
And If you're looking for some kind of moral?
The best

Grew up on road like i came from the UK
Niggas good fakes gold fronts thats Foushee
Money won't mean what it mean when its doomsday
Put on for

trap spot hot it’s blazing water on me like I’m in the navy nigga I’m straight everything gravy I don’t fuck wit niggas cause niggas is shady I ran it up

the walls
I imagine what she’s wearing 
Is it a skimpy little bra

On a bench outside her salon
I watch them cut her hair
It floats down to the floor
Strands

Love is a chain !                                                 
How can I fix all of it by myself ?                     
How can I ? How can I ?

Failure is what you are
Always is and always will be
Never will I ever be enough for you
Just leave
Raging memories you're the one
Shattered promises

full of dreams
When my time was free, mind was free
Now I'm going by what I see
And it's killing me, killing me
I'm a thief of disbelief
But don't wanna

to tease me
Louis Armstrong was singing on
That long ride home
You said What a wonderful world to live in
(Yes, indeed)
(Sure is)

Grandpa stopped by, to me

without words
The voices shouting out
All we do is hurt

Well I can dream in many colors like before
But it feels off without your hand
Then like a dream I

This is interpretation poem for my first book In English "The Adventures of Kesha the Russian Boy”. It’s my story about my childhood and coming

And I ain't got nobody else but me
I'm sorry to my family but all we shared is genes
If you don't share my dreams I feel you by all means
I don't

know what to do
Cannot make it through
Cos’ I'm still losing you

Green Eyes 
You’re my prize 
Devil's tongue 
Forever young 
 
My sweet dream is over 
I

Every time I'm near you
I just cannot say
All it is I need to
Just to convey
How it is I'm feeling
Eyes glued to above
And ever since I met you
I got

sleep
Boy your ass just made yourself a target
Now your ass is fish feed
Baby I just had to get it started
Pull off in a six speed
Member being thirteen

Unbreakable

It's been a long, long road
Against the wind so cold
For many years I roamed, moving on and on

The others by my side
They got lost in

The woman in me
We lock eyes and you look away
You acting kinda shy
Walking by while you watching me
I know you like what you see
(Tell me that you like it

Knee on the wheel while I'm twistn the Dutch niggaz ll never catch up

Road to the riches my bags in the trunk
Ride is gunna get rough

Don't

the streets turned me into a radical
Wealth is what i want
But i don't want to sell my soul just to get it
Sapa still dey hold boys down
They don't want me

Talkin’ bout Bluesy and what she can do to you
	It’s a crying shame, caught in the game, the game 
	Bluesy 
	Pretty as can be, she knocked me to my knees

of Goddesses
Giving them what they want and need

I'm at a party
Dancing with somebody
Tryna get her body
To have a private party

My life is really shallow
I do