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on me
My head hot like my fever heating.
I don't judge by what they got it just be looking even.
Keep it a hundred trust nothing I know looks deceiving.

Im all in let's all go casino
Cos I fer the band like it's similar to rio
Sit and chill while bars go over your Head like gazebo
Girls got the balls

finished all hell was breaking loose
And the woman across the table from me had tears streaming down her face
I made my way over to the bar and asked

Y'all catch me across the world with a new disguise 
Dudes think they can outsmart me, like we duped em guys 
I went from planning on the porch

acoustics. One little voice has the opportunity to reverberate all the way around the world in a matter of minutes, seconds but we never know quite what it

forsaken me
To a life full of tragedy
All I am is a failure
With nothing to bring
To the table
But this pain and fucking agony
Why don't I just find way

know the last time
I felt this way it's true
By the look in your eyes
I can see that you're on
Cloud number nine with me too
Let's take this ride just

machines, 
my head's gettin thicker 
slide a bitch all on me make the time go by quicker 
it's been a fast year, tappin twice, fog up my ticker
bouncing all

trap to the cash room
Setting up shop in the bathroom
Just like a bear, you bad news
Everything around me cash rules
Told a broke nigga I can pop
It, I

hopping on the train
I pronounce everything wrong; I'm a pain
But I am bound by no chain
The radio misses my shine but still to my gain
The audience all has

Middle Road

Gathering Field

Lost in America

1996

and silent I stand 
Like some dime store Dalai Lama 

I been searching high and low... 

Angel, devil, it's all the same 
Each one knows me by name

serotonin high
Lotta love getting passed around
But I want yours tonight
Taste the codeine when you kiss my lips (Yeah)
All this shit so foreign but you feel

the syllables I execute
You're like Fred Flintstone you can call me Gazoo
You're a dumb dumb and then some
Yaba daba doo

Coz I like music
Electric acoustic

come up no relatives
Too turnt up tryna give me a sedative
What’s in yo wallet huh
Keep yo eyes off my pocket you worried huh
Look around don’t even know

run and everytime
I hear my Father call
And there's a reason why I've been
Hated on by many men
But I ain't tripping I keep all
Of 'em in prayer man

all up in my playpen
Kick around ideas, inspirations
To me there's really no rationalization
Why my time I'm wasting
For this mans corporation
Maybe

TV
I couldn't talk at all
I just played an acoustic CD

Didn't have no friends around
I didn't want to see
Just me, myself, and I
Schizoaffectively

Listen, ride a whip, nigga, I ain't walkin'
Slide with a grip, nigga, I ain't lackin'
Y'all gotta really feel me when I'm talkin'
But they know, Billy

the confusion go all away from this cold and mixed-up world

I am in love with you (I'm in love)
You set me free
I can't do this thing called life without you

with permanent scars many bruises
 Fights that were ruthless, reckless and foolish
Objects bouncing off the walls like acoustics
Steady speaking death

lives determinated by this object
This green piece of cloth and linen,
Rich pastors pimp religion
Selling false realities for all we live-in

to change the world
I’ve been way too free, it’s been all about me
I ain’t got no time for chasing girls
I’d spend too much of mine away from her

I’ve been

time
I need to calm down
You sitting next to me just hearing
Loons singing their song out
Followed by pure silence
Which truly was a raw sound

I'm in

Stranger Things

Chris Brown

Stranger Things

2018

a face full of scars
All they did was build me up, try to take me apart
They ain't never wanna (celebrate) like you have a label
Call the doctor, heard