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Walkin around here in the dark 
Don't need no direction I know this road by heart 
No matter how far I go I never see the end 
And I watch the world

need love
Cause your like me you've been wilding off the drugs
Time is floating by just turning into dust
And I can't sleep cause there is no trust so
I

sens pas mieux que toi
J'essaye juste de get by
Im tryna live my life
Still countin' my time
Yeah, im getting nostalgic
Hey, im tryna reach my dream
Any

LEVEL
	CORPSES UNDER THE ROCKS
	THE WHOLE CLIFF IS IN MY, GRIP
	AND I WON’T CHANGE, DESTINY THE NEXT GALAXY
	ON A FUCKING RAMPAGE, NO BEING CAN BEST

hot hot, se quema 
Una bad gyal controlando el sistema

I love your moves baby bam bam
The music rise by clemán 
Pull up selectah killa yah man 
If you

the same, no need to feel ashamed, so hey
How does it feel to be relieved of your old school rock-n-roll ways?
It ain’t too bad, but I just gotta ask, how

no care up in the world, No bill collectors to stress us
Just waking up in the morning, we ain't care how our parents dressed us
Fast forward to middle

Hey Mr dJ, come and holler at your boy
Put me on replay
I got bars that won't destroy
See I got bars that make sense
And I got truth that sets free

dea cause purity heart based
And when she gone and I can't see her
Who's helpin' my heart stay
I'm just a (black child)
Go
That front lawn was no grass,

years now, my schedule is empty
As my heart and hopes, disgracefully
I've lost my band, my identity
To get the mic, im so bad at it
(Hey you, what?)

So i

SUPER HIGH AND STAY UP ALL NIGHT

HEY STAINER, THIS IS A NO BRAINER

LET'S GET SOME BUDS AND DRINK EM ALL NIGHT

DRUG DEALER, PARK BY THE 18 WHEELER

pon mon (Woie)
Grip up pon di slong, hold on mi pon mi hand (lawd)
1980's rub-a-dub, love jam
I from JA, live in U.S of A (Liar)
How yuh waan steam fish

nape was Cuban link and
Hey I blinked and now it's here it's like I might have foreseen it
And I did all that shit with a mask on
Siftin' through mounds

like to love

Some like to sink and think in their easy chairs
Of all the things they've risen above
Some like to be profound
By reading Post and Pound

Just a slight inkling of symmetry
Hey
No longer searching for what to do
I try to keep my head on straight and
See this through

Brand New Strings
Written by Steve Poynter 8/20/19

  Late for the interview;   got turned away.  Looked in the paper, but no one’s hirin’ today

Hey guys! Did you know about this?
Your addictions are caused by emotions and your psychosocial states
The choice is yours - no one to blame
No evil

gain vanity
Me lose faith sometimes
Me dead inside
But you still deh by side
Through the good and bad times
Mommy a the captian a me team
World class

throne
Surrounded by yes-bees, soldiers and drones
No time to listen to worker bee moans

Out carousin' this busy bee kingdom
Thinkin' outside wingin'

to help her out but she ain't want me no more
But enough of that bullshit, all my homies they really be riding (Ride)
For my homies you know I know I would

how you can fly by kicking 7 plys
I'm just a bowl guy, a cruiser till I die
No matter what wheels I feel a calming fear inside
Let me reset my mind, get

school
Hey I don't want no job
I want myself a good looking chick
Hell you're supplied, but I'm not
I ain't got a woman at night
I ain't got a woman

burning down

Hey mister I know you think that I'm crazy
But look around and tell me what have I got to lose
I got so tired being screwed by inside trading

Mmm, they're rottin' my brain, love
These hoes are the same
I admit it, another ho got me finished
Broke my heart, oh, no, you didn't
Fuck sippin',