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two-and-a-half-hour drive away
Huh finer things, I've been waitin' for finer things
I might just wait til my final days
I cannot do it I'm tired today
I gotta wake up

Beauty
Lyrics, Music, Instruments, Vocals by Alan J. Lipman
Copyright 2011
Alan J. Lipman/X-Patriate Music
All Rights Reserved

Why did
You give me

shit sandwich
I sold my soul to a psychopathic freak
And you think that makes you unique?
Get outta here, man!
We're both losers, baby
We're losers, it's

ever reckon, the truths not random
Heard seldom, never seen
Blinded by greed, more more embrace poverty
Witness hypocrisy, were new age commodities
Work

private- invited by who you work for
They be seein’ I’m blessed now, they try goin’ to church more
Nothin’ given- was worked for
Did 10,000 hours like 10

quick
K I'm five out thats a lie though
Let me find out you was high though
But an hour you said I'm close 
Just wait don't hold your breath
Got, no

with a fist of smoke, what do niggas know, no way you thought light skinned niggas
Would be in, ten thousand deluxe plus hours what we spent, when I say

I can't hang around the fragile baby
I'm a heartbreaker
Each time I get a call from her I'm like
What your mans do
Knew a shorty who was tryna run

we have bowed to serpents
Insurgents and towers burning
In turn its our hour learning
Shower curtains
Lurking in shadows found my former self
In

an hour
I haven't said a thing since I hopped out the shower
Being on my phone is my biggest howler
Lights off, writing songs when there's no damn power
Man

Yeah man I can't believe you leaving for the summer
Just give me a moment of your time before you dip

Nun, you told me that, you going to your aunt

He wasn't one to talk much when we'd pull off to school
I could never tell what's running through his mind
It'd be three more hours until those

fuck a grudge
Cause if they showing hate, I'm gonna still give them my love
It costs to be the boss, so they billing me by the hour
Just a nameless

like a hollow
Maybe die tomorrow
Sipping all the bottle
If you wanna high with me, girl better look like model
Maybe gonna cry by me, so baby that not

Now you all know
The bards and their songs
When hours have gone by
I'll close my eyes
In a world far away
We may meet again
But now hear my song

Now you all know
The bards and their songs
When hours have gone by
I'll close my eyes
In a world far away
We may meet again
But now hear my song

The bread the gang put up on JPay like a couple thousand
Plug money on rotation Ziggy paid for housing
My Pops say play by the rules and ain't no way

Natural Beauty

LMNO

Leave My Name Out

2001

it's all in the family
Seen around her worst, that's the best
Five hour combos on the phone, get some rest
Wakeup call, have a nice day
By the way, did

Over life's little sweet tarts

Sweet and sour, man of the hour, a quick delivery of all of your dreams 
Life's little lemons are bittersweet
They

I came upon a town of Nieu Bethesda, on a cold night in July
Guided like the wise man in the Bible, to a bright light in the sky

I saw a lot of sad

They can’t see me, hope you feel me bro, yo yo yo
Yeah, you’re fascinated by the niggas in cars
I heard my dealer selling freedom in jars
‘Cause even

for, that's the truth
Hlalisa four-four in a coupe
Even the north pole of a tjo-tjo I got more dough in the boot
Bitches be shinning and getting by
Shine

I'm a monkey in a silo
I'm a junkie in a shadow
I'm a flunky running errands
I'm working for the man

I'm a little bitty parcel
In a big old suitcase

Like an eclipse through the mist but with red lips and hips 
Walked by, turned around and came over to sit
Rolled a spliff and then we split 
Dried