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on your radio
Got a little bad bitch
Fuck her on the bed let all the neighbors know
Smoking on jet lag
Y'all so shady
Y'all no shady oaks
Fuckin your lady

excuses, that keep me stagnant
I'm a big oak tree whose leaves are bound
to falling, I am transforming.

Fall fall leaves and show me
How lovely it is
To let

oak shades the yard now.  
Time to let the old house go.
Mom and Dad are gone away
The place seems empty and alone.
Height marks scratched on the door

small
Because the oak's tall, because living is all
cll this and more, so much more..

Because I care, because your there
Because I feel..

I float by
When I float by
I see you in the sunlight through the branches of the oak tree
I'm in my own world, there ain't no way she gon' notice me.

We stayed too long at a house party on Oak Street
The drinks were strong enough to blur the blather of coke speak
Faces grew sour and tempers hot
You

They're just the musings of a ghost
So we'll take our time ramblin'
Through the dogwoods and the oaks
And we'll meet down at the falls
Of the Ohio
Down

know who I'll be down the line, but for now that's just fine
Cause one day I will be a big oak tree, and one day flowers will grow under me

People can

Mankind, a species of fools
Wishing only to destroy all great things
I lay beside a great oak tree and feel
The taste of meat and the wind brush on me
My

horror struck maiden
That's all it took
A thunder cloud
We took shelter under the boughs
Little bit of oak
Little bit of mire
Little bit of smoke from

Un-bequeathed beneath auburn skies
Glass house forests with no cracks in sight
The swallow carries time on placid lights
We lay in oak moss sheets

to the oak tree
And I said: „What a day“
„All I can do is throw shade upon you“
Said the oak tree and moved out my way

As I was walking down Broad Street
I

converse

All this love is a symphony
And a melody, melody, melody, melody
Ashings their words on my oak oak tree
Cause my melody, melody, melody, melody

Working in the boneyard digs up memories that I haven't thought of in what feels like a lifetime. Carve your name in the bark of an old oak tree.

an oak 
That's been lusting and feening 
Over the hope 
That I'll protect her from the silhouette shaped like a demon 

She's no kid anymore who's scared

Makes dying just a waste of life like

c big oak casket is a waste of oak
cnd a pity laughter is a waste of a joke
You can't spell funeral without the fun

White walls
Green vines grown through
Clinging to lives
It once knew
Big old oak
Rope hanging down
Kids used to swing
Now there's no sound
Oak tree

How I rap like this and I never had a tour
Got the ap oak ain't been off shore
Constructed rap and I broke down doors
Got the labels rich

yeah yeah
I was just cooking up at oak groves
Now at my crip yea yea
Sorry i ain't call you back yea yea
Working all night long i know you understand

yeah, yeah, yeah woah)
I'm with the mobb but I ain't from the oak (mob)
Lil' bro wanna work, I told his ass nope (told his ahh nope)
I feel like the best,

Looks like there are only a few oaks left
In this deep, deep forest
Looks like there are just some friends left
In this small, small town
I try

coming to get you
Coming to get you, coming to get you
Coming to get you, coming to get you
Yes, I am Yes, I am Yes, I am

He would stand by the old oak

pollinator of bliss
She bid toot-a-loo to her usual ways
Just because of a kiss

Now she's plantin' turnips by de ole oak tree
Tattin' lacy doilies too
Rumor

see right through
I beg and plea
As I lay under the willow tree
Soon you'll see
I beg and plea
As I fight under the big oak tree
You don't allow me,