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wrong than right
Talking heads on a 24 Hr. satellite
Being told how to live by a rich celebrity
Big star, big car, being stalked by the folks at TMZ
It

to the process
Everyday another object
Feel like I am project
It's Not my time no not yet
Seen more needles than a crackhead
Still ain't dead
I'm alive
What you

words have the power to move people
moved to write by whatever infant muse

Although I never would have described it this way
I thought of writing

more to life
Than there's supposed to be
So I been thinking bout
All the different routes
Trying not live with doubts
This shit got me tripping out

't need you anymore
Ooh-ooh-ooh
You've hurt me more than I can take
Broke down and pushed me away
But losing me's your worst mistake
I'm a
Champion
Through

to the point
At home it's fajitas cooking
We eating kinda good
I can't keep on disappearing
This hustle ain't temporary
I tell em it's necessary
The money don

dozen steps are below, obscured by the water
The steps don't seem to be very high
There is river bank to the left of me, river bank to the right
A light

Looking out the window, puffing indo
We've been on the west coast for quite sometime
The 808 will warm me up by the early
Morning shore around seven

In lieu of flowers
In lieu of flowers
In lieu of flowers
In lieu of flowers

On a night with this heat
Don’t wanna sit in the car
Want to stare

What do I know?
I kicked him down
Money XO, let's get it
The way I can't explain
You just got to know that you're so much more than you think you

All these hunnids on my head and I'm still Alive
Six hundred at Revive, I don't even like to shop
The 31 Mack, baby, what they know me by
I just

and by.”

“Oh, don't you think these pooks of hay
A pretty place for us to play?
So come with me, me sweet young thing,
And I'll give you my golden ring.”

Maybe it's true, I'm wrong
To keep you here with me
But baby it's true, that car of yours
Is more your love than I'll ever be
It's true, I'm leaving you

quicker now
Than it ever has been

Chorus

She’s a highway
Never been my way
She’s a highway
By this hotel

Concrete floors
Piled ten or more
You gotta take

disguise
cnd victimize
cway your shame

Despite the pain you feel
Your soul remains sequestrum
But don't feel afright
This dark of night's
Been intervened by

allyship fatigue almost took my life
Now I feel more alive
Than when I turned my eye

Used to look away
From atrocities at bay
But now I got something to say

say thank you)
Nothing more that I can say to you (I just wanna say thank you)
(I just wanna say thank you)
Than thank you Jesus (For everything you do)

at work, I got the manuals
Yuh, gotta put it together
Hopefully this song makes more than "Sweater"
Yuh, I doubt it will
When I was playing soccer, I did

stopped by security
Three bottle perfume you cared
More than your little boy

Nine ten nineteen
At the Kannur Airport
You met the boy of your nursery school

Funny how your man's got fried over chicken
I done made more plays in the mitten than the pistons
Get to trippin' cut the traction get to driftin'

of the realist alive
Last left, last breath 
I give em all that I got 
More than I can 
I break it down and I slam 
Or dish the rock to my bro 
I took my talents

not helpful or healthy...
But don't we all by swiping right, fishing for likes, and scrolling feeds?
It's easy to label everything good or bad, white

Let me start by start by saying just don't get your feelings attached
Cause emotions never stand in the way of these racks
I ain't trying to be cold,

Flip the eraser put the pen to paper
Every word has weight thoughts are more than a spark
With each new page the story is unwritten from our lives