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a tune on Monday
By Tuesday it's leaking
I'm peaking, people, I'm peaking
Promoters pay the price I'm peaking
I'm playing with pure P's I'm peaking
Pick up

life
Welcome to the world; I’ll be by your side
It’s the happiest day of my life

In the wee hours to keep me sane
I need a simple tune to hum in my

life
Welcome to the world; I'll be by your side
It's the happiest day of my life

In the wee hours to keep me sane
I need a simple tune to hum in my

soon
Like manana, sun and moon
That the for my peoples, like sunny tunes

So it's one, two for my mic check
As I approach a world that Christ less
Giving

The Garfield El

The Fiery Furnaces

Rehearsing My Choir

2005

Faster, hammers!
Faster, hammers!
Churn and turn into my late train to my lost love!
Ring away today, stick, bruise into my felt, or so I felt
I

shadow on every wall
And you will see my footprint on every floor

It only takes a spark to tear the world apart
These tiny little things that make it

She said get me a shot and a beer my man, and a seat right by the band
The band was playing
Some crazy tunes and they started to rock-n-roll
Mama jumped

Thank God I'm a Country Boy

John Denver

Live in London

1976

ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy

Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died
And he took me by the hand,

swagger was her dagger; she sashayed my way and gave me her math told me told to call her. I lured into her trap. Hypnotize by beauty this short cutie said

I saw her by the bay in her daisy dukes
Fishing pole ready to catch flukes
Had her headphones on mouthing the words
To a tune that she probably often

Killshot

Eminem

Killshot

2018

by some prick usin' my name for clickbait
In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name
Now I gotta cock back, aim, yeah, bitch, pop champagne

Nothing Like Home

Mobb Deep

Infamy

2001

of shots for niggas
Punk, I wake up everyday to cathedral cielings
Jumpin' out my bed, wall to wall marble and pillars
Livin' like the Pharaoh Tut, I'm

You can try, you can see, if it works, gladly
I'm a little bored
I got a little more things
To entertain my time
And summer getting real close
Weather

motherfucker
Talk about bugging out
You lost focus on my lyrical plague
Like my page was written by Moses
During a swarm of locusts
And then I stole this scroll

and a house made with play dough
And a driveway made of gold
Just slay the dragon inside my mind and we can have this told
I play a little tune and then I think

I wish you were more honest
Maybe if I'd managed to be a little more cautious
They'd be singing a different tune, but this song is where it got us,

Sutra, going in
That's how I do ya
Less than fatalis when affixiated by my
Scrapping the book of sins
I of a While you up in the wishing well
I was taught

an awkward position, getting robbed by the cops"
I didn't bicker, no I played my nicest
They said, "you need a liquor and a cabaret license" 
They took every

When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little a while
Promise me you won't step out of line

[Verse

Mixin' with my moms in the kitchen
Them spoons rattlin'
Pots and pans, faucet water pourin'
Tunes managin'
To come from all the fussin' and ramblin'
What I

She’s only eighteen years old
Has no place to go.
So she’s walking down a dark road and slowly losing hope!”

Little girl little girl.
What will you do in

your song
The more all other sounds feel wrong
Days pass quick as the nights grow long
And my heart feels so alone
Clouds sail by and I wonder why
I

Over by the bar sippin' on dranks
Shawty tap my shoulder tryin' to arrange
A little after-party at her place
I ask what we doin' she tells me
Let's

pocket
Rest your love on me a while
Little big man I own the tiniest temper
But when I'm through the door I always like to remember
That I got my girl