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We all from Cleveland
This ones for Cleveland
You better believe I'm loving my city full of that passion always gritty
Never give up when the thangs

me for a dance
Through the endless maze
Cuz i love the way
It makes me vibrate
I am sedated
And captivated
By your frequency

I wanna get lost in

to find the will to move on
I understand, know that you're not alone

Try not to look back or you might get caught in the past
Keep your focus on where you

I'm no drake 
But I get gyal by bokay 
We okay

Always got money on my mind 
I can see you only if I got time girl

Gyal i've always got money on my

Their pockets are honored diamond coins
And paranoia's not in the process avoided

CANT DECIDE never satisfied
Open up your mind but it's occupied
CANT

VERSE 1:

Its Christmas time
One more holiday together
Presents parked under the tree with trim
To be opened up by me and him
The city streets
Are

you boys are late
We're gonna have to take it out of next weeks pay
Now get your butts up there and play
And if you don't like it y'all can just pack up

to know to sometimes take it slow
Take a step back and just let go I need some 


Clear skies to put away the bad vibes looking at the sunrise driving by

as your pedestal crumbles further
Strung along to keep you helpless enough to suck it all up

Taking the power that you're owed by the ghosts you cannot

the bar I was last night
Flags are waving get up and turn the clock

Rules and power changing by the hour
Cheating, winning, no such thing as sinning

to know to sometimes take it slow
Take a step back and just let go I need some 


Clear skies to put away the bad vibes looking at the sunrise driving by

on the shoreline watch the waves roll in
Trustful for everything how it all begins
It’s magic, it’s magic, it’s magic
I take off my clothes let my skin get exposed

just another town, it's not the promised land 
(I heard it through the grapevine you were down by the old graveyard 
I was drunk and falling down

me ex convict
The way spit the faith
You could call me zeltron bitch
Cold hearted fucker
Baddest one in the litter
If i'm put up to it
Imma pull

And then you know
And now you know
And now we know

Pick the pieces one by one
Now just stack them up real high
Then just pray to God an earthquake doesn't

They're killing us loudly
Yet more by the day
They do it so proudly
We have it on tape
The dead whisper softly
Avenge us of hate
It happens too often

the protagonist 
It's funny how he looks a lot like me 

Then enter the villain of the piece
He wants to break us up and get in between 
It's got the feel

And in our God, we believe in
As days go by, we survive and achieving
It doesn't really matter how as long as it gets done
This is Malawi the home

Written By Emily Rose 

Momentum, fire, turning the wheel 
Stirring up a change you can feel 
You sticking your neck out for somebody else 
That's

And in our God we believe in
As days go by we survive and achieving
It doesn't really matter how long as It gets done
This is Malawi the home of Madonna's

of apologies will ever get you by

Because love hurts when you hit so hard, love hurts when I drop my guard
It's boxing day in summer
Because love hurts when you

the pounds for

Take it to the top bet you’ll wish you was around more 



This ain’t no bottom feeder flow 

I’m at the bottom bout to blow 

You can’t get

And as I lay down I am warmed by the heat
Of an old love holding me under the sheets
And I get excited like it's the real thing
But it's white noise, white

But don’t expect me to walk the earth
Trying to get you back
Crawling through dark alleys
And crying out your name
I’m staying home
I’ve got it all set