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to sing
I want all the couples to just separate for a minute from their partners
That's right, you gonna come right back
But I want you to just separate
Imagine if we're already dead
Waiting to live, living in hell
Trying to cross over to
Heaven we're confusing ourselves
Planet earth's like Oceans 11
We're
and love
Live free by his joy and love and tell the lust I'm gone
Live free by his truth and just
Live free by his truth and just and tell the hate I'm
minute you hate my guts
Next minute I'm in your guts
You tell me that you love me
You just can't get enough
Next morning I depart and
We right back where
baby, it ain't just you
Maybe living separate lives is something that we must adjust to
You know I love you, I could live with no one but you
But
when I'm on the mic, I do serve well
And I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil
*Four minutes left*
Now sit back, relax, put on your head gear
Get ready
a superhero with a cape
No offense, I'm talkin' to me, that's the way I motivate
Forget takin' it day by day, I'm puttin' two days' work into one
I ain't goin'
Now I'm in a fuckin' casket from you coughin' (damn)
Always stay ahead of haters, let 'em hate
But never let a traitor penetrate your circle
Separate
Now I'm in a fuckin' casket from you coughin' (damn)
Always stay ahead of haters, let 'em hate
But never let a traitor penetrate your circle
Separate
hell by myself I'm the king
Moving in stealth can't tell if I win
Losing my head when I tell them my biz, uh
Hate me, judge me
For the ways I plan
who didn't hate
Top of the class but we finish late
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
I
Separate your head and shoulders like a fuckin' divorce
Only live once, ain't no save room
Made my own path, motherfuck a main route
Diamonds lookin' like
Clap)
(Stop, Clap)
(One, two, one two three)
Proceeds to perform RUN live
Calabasas, california 8pm monday night
Got big arms
What's up with you?
be this way
So we might as well just learn to live together
'cause we're gonna be this way till our dying day
Driven by hate, driven by hate
Driven
a way out
Niggas hating
I don't know what the hate bout
On the grind
I been grinding for a minute mane
Tryna grind
Tryna get it how I live it mane
Ima
One, two, three, four!
Wake up and live, y'all
Wake up and live!
Wake up and live now!
Wake up and live!
Life is one big road with lots
One, two, three, four!
Wake up and live, y'all
Wake up and live!
Wake up and live now!
Wake up and live!
Life is one big road with lots
Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute think about it that's a Billi' (Woo!)
God damn, boy you know I'm puttin' in
the best MC
You man are part time, never had beef
Now you're on the mic like a bulletproof vest MC
I'm a double, precious Tek MC
Separate heads from
A thousand days
Were captured in her eyes
Your eyes are open now but you know
It's still hard to see inside
When action and intention
Are two separate
in ya Jeep
Bang that shit retarded
Bob Digi, (Sun Zeini)
P. Sunn, (12 O'Clock)
Two On Da Road on this, 12 O'Clock
I love my brother to death
Chiraq, we don't need a .38
Just two young G's, one Nike pouch and his little blade
And if you live that day, give thanks to your God
'Cause there
Just hit rewind
Two thousand and two we soon be graduated
Our favorite tracks all reanimated
Off to college, going our separate ways
I went to So-Cal
of danger even
Though we live in a world infinitely safer
And more predictable than
Anything our ancestors knew with their help
Our anxieties have only
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