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Love, I’m Good

Joe Budden

All Love Lost

2015

in song
You're like a muse to me
I wanna ask where you see yourself in five years
How you goin' about that, like what's the verdict?
I wanna ask if you

into the present
Though she vibes alone at home to her own, mirror's reflection
On repeat
Down by the beach
We harmonize with the sea
Sharing Low-Fi's,

for you, this song for you
You not alone, you got me
By your side, by your side
Standing tall above the oceans
In the winds We are free, we are free

She lost herself craving something more

She lost her voice she lost her song
Trapped in a melody that played her wrong
In the depths of love's rue she

take some more black lives for us to 
muse on for your fucking amusement, muhhh 
fucka. national culture is financial security for  
   
the devils

anywhere, and I’m burned on trust
They made a mutt out of mud, and they named me a savior, well
I can’t save her, and he’s still lying so I am

Guilty by

wanna do it, cool, I ain't gone even mention it
She taking off her button-up and her low-rise skirt
We'll both get to the climax, I let her get there

it mean
What does it mean

Everything

Odysseus loves his dear Penelope
He comes back to her
Not revealing his identity
Penelope's surrounded
By

This the party song 
Everybody in the spotty gonna get along 
All my problems are behind me man they long gone 
Grab a drink and put it up cause

Great Speckled Bird

Lucinda Williams

Ramblin'

1979

is spreading her wings for a journey 
She's going to leave by and by 
When the trumpet shall sound in the morning 
She'll rise and go up in the sky

just walk in
Mi haffi call her tak time everybody just a mind and di man dem eyes clocking
Come in like stock pon di rise what a goal what a prize Mek

her as a muse so I put her in a flick
Put her in my books make her super duper rich
This is just me thinking I ain't been one for the talking
Hate

The City Bushman - In Answer to "Banjo," and Otherwise by Henry Lawson - Part B

WOULD YOU LIKE TO CHANGE WITH CLANCY -- GO A-DROVING? TELL US TRUE,

this song would be left unwritten,
Rise, I could’ve done so much with these days, that I just wasted tracing lines, to keep all your
To your chin or is

Ghostgirl
Yeah, I call her the Ghostgirl
So baby, listen close, Imma be a host
Watch me make a toast to the ghostess with the most
I'm haunted by

a noose
Fucking this thang cause i told her she my muse
Well damn I lied
Nigga that snitched on bro should've died
You know I bleed red lil dell for

and ink-droplets fall Muses take flight in an all out war  Shall I catch with open hand? Or let it fall and start again? Such words burn the skin  So enter stage

Times passing
At the speed of light, by the eye
Like a g with a j, must be high
Must be right what I'm doing
I oblige, come to find
What I'm

Let us dwell into the story of young Manz
Malan kicking beats and chucking really heavy bars
Got intrigued by sound had do it too
But age six, all

a brief reminder: my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by return of post Q P.T.O.:
No-one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are

Infamous Love Song

Over the Rhine

The Long Surrender

2011

a flimsy blouse
But now we're gentrified
In our civil war house
Safe as a painting
By Currier and Ives
Baby our love song must survive

So I still

thought "Maybe if I tried putting my feelings into a song"
I don't know
I'm not gonna lie, yeah, I fell for ya
Yeah, I know I'm just a muggle but I swear

came back to shoot
Two aunts that were inflicted 
With the sickness of their mind
They metaphorically kicked it
cnd by it I mean their lives
Were broken

by nature's author
A floral figure born from the fauna, here no longer
Had she lost her way Dived too deep submerged in her work
Or maybe did she take