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or maybe not enough
But I don't want to give up, I don't want to lose us
At this point I gotta see things through
I'm still young, but I got lots to do
I

that it's not your fault
That lately I've had enough
That lately I'm cold inside

Forever dreaming my life
Forever dreaming
Is nothing but a story

anymore
Following my pages step by step I'm moving on
Feeling like an actor driven by the words I said at the door

Say no more, I have had enough
It's time

and a promise and we gon' hold it together yea
A lick and a promise and we gon' hold it together now

Shed my tears
I give my blood
Pour my heart
It ain't enough

see it
Damn, how corrupt can you be
But it's too be expected cuz it's not news to me
Bad enough I got trust issues with the people I meet
Please do not

Ain't No Thang

OutKast

Big Boi and Dre Present...Outkast [Clean]

2001

A n**** ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe)
Y'all hear my s*** go, it's Andre. Can yo punk a** come out to play?
Stay in your little hole,

the shore As I drift into this madness, not enough
I need to have it, wanting more,  I've been drinkin' all these glasses
While I sink into my casket then I'm

hard to find people who are not influenced by what's going on
Always keeping up with something if it's not the Kardashians
They talking make up

get free
it's the way things suppose to be
Can't stop dreaming that's just me 
Could it be enough, to be fabulous

Racing for more time, so busy in our

looking out the window
Flying by it
It's hard to live on a world that's so divided
I try just a little bit too much
I try just a little bit too much
I try

way
I ain't got shit
I got to maintain
Ain't tough tryna play safe
Fully topped
I need cash for my dinner plate
Said it enough
Back in the bag
Switching

get me for my lungs
Thought I knew it all
But I ain't know none
Rolling on enough
Just enough to keep me gone
Gone
Gone
What you need from a nigga
Got

Trapped, inside an image of soulless stone
Looking, at a life that's not my own
Can't you see, that I'm not made like you
It's hard enough, for my

saying are only
to hurt yourself
I’m old enough to know that where you end
Is not where I begin
You end
Is not where I begin

I was cutting corners
It made

slim
I ain't young
But I'm thug by the mug
And I shot up a club, I'm still shooting my shot just because
Captured the flag
Let's call it a Dub
I'm

I met with Death
She calls me by my name
How could it be
That I'm here to tell
My fucking story
Recompense in allegories
I've lost myself one too

enough when it double up

They know I minded my business in school
Kept it lowkey like a real nigga do
Hit a bitch in the gym locker room everyday

god...
It's not, it's not the roto-tiller, it's....
... they're glaring at me.

It's not the roto-tiller...
... They want me dead.

Got it?

It's a blower.

not perfect, I'm not vegan
A savage, I see a salmon, I'm tryna eat it
A problem since 50 follows, I put my feet in it
Evolving became the mild one

My OG told me that it's lonely at the top
But legends never die, I'm Kobe with the shot
You'd think by how I flow, that I'm breathing better air

Is it wrong that I imagine you here
Coming to close, going right by your ear
Telling you things, baby it's crystal clear
I don't got time to waste

Luck of Lucien

A Tribe Called Quest

Anthology

1999

thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah

Are

Luck of Lucien

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah

Are

and I am watching While your egos walking
It does all the talking
I said Hey You!
How'd you get so out of touch You stroll on by you're never thinking