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shit, it's a talent
Life been tough man, I ain't had no balance
So we sipping Dom P by the gallon
Blood and sweat, ain't no reason to cry
She with me, she

moment
I begged for a seize
The fire that sparks the heart
Can stain and bleed
And remains of that moment
Left a family exhaust
Ashamed to tell my story

Rather sit back ion be with the front end
Pops use to tell me these cats was just kitten
Want to wait till you relaxing n chilling
Never can put myself in

learn what you can just to survive on your own
If you dont make me better why the fuck you here by my side
I would be so lost if God wasnt able to guide

to stack this paper, you was focused on some pussy
I can't listen to your feelings, I just had to cut off mines
You on the next nigga trail, so tell me why

over their families, 
Give them the opportunity to parlay 
Children are dying, women are crying 
Tell dem all we go be ok by morning 
But till the people

about it, the less you feel ok
But you're in good health, your brain makes a fool of you every day

So tell me know, how do you feel tonight
Blow away,

Here are the notes of a dirty, old man
The portrait of the artist they called Aikk
Latest muse to Andre Aciman
I'll tell the story then I'll call it

the facade
Of the world all around me
What is science to a Savior
Gave my life to his will
Like the baby in the manger
Tell me what is danger
Went and made

But when it passes you by
You would need another sky

So, this is where we're going 
"Can you tell us: what's the story?"
When we were children
We used

Like, Randy Moss
Tell they life story
With some candy sauce
They rockin skinny jeans
With they panties off
Affiliated with DNA helix
The platelets
That

rejoicing 
cbout the goodness of GOD
Shining a spotlight 
On all his children 
Making whole 
On the promise 
That you coming back 
So remember his story

tell jokes
Share laughs with my brothers and sisters
Helps to distract me as my thoughts grew sicker and
Who could I talk to
Which child you knew went

pours herself a coffee
In a teacup she designed
 
While the others tell their stories
Of adventures from the night
Ebba wonders if she’ll ever
Share

tells
Nobodies home, all bodies gone
Can you really say that the rain was justified?
Knowing it took thousands of innocent lives?
Women and children

I step around it with strider steps
Pacifist nigga, suddenly turning activist
The story of your life
Got altered by the antagonist
Desensitized to all

Twelve Jewelz

Gravediggaz

The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel

1997

this old man
A black immigrant from the land of Sudan
Who used to tell stories to the children in the building
But never had a dollar to keep his

The Decision Tree (We're Alive)

Ayreon

Into the Electric Castle

I've tasted blood, seen your type before
you talk of battle but all you tell are stories
you'd see me buried in a shallow grave

[all (chorus),

ballin'
With a throwback jersey and "Phat Heads" we had all them
Damn, they used to tell me "B, never Stress the little things"
Back when Maxwell was still

Like, I know I'm basic
Always say I ain't shit
Tell me all I do is make music when I'm faded
But so what?
Girl, you so predictable
I knew you would

the beat of my heart
I'm a novice that's so iconic
She tells me tales when we was children
It takes me back to crazy times ain't have no chance in dealing
I

movin' smarter
Crazy thing about life, it then knocked me down but I just keep growin
Lookin' in the mirror, I just tell myself, nigga just keep goin
Shit

stressing the rules
No better than you
Surrounded by My environment really set in abuse
Now go n look a nigga tryna better the youth
Shit they all doubted me

When the road rough
I was like I'm in the grave
Street was so tight
Niggers seeking survive
Libya dessert
My niggers are there
True story ah
I can tell