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lie, I love the hate, but don't make it all cause we black
Killin' niggas, burnin' shit, I just be sittin' back
Ayy, ayy, you burn the cross, but you

bus
Making so much money, i call it tha gold rush
All these groupies love, making me bust
So i give them all that secret sauce
All in tha face, they

a pet canary
This style is undoubtedly counting on solitary 
Hear me in mono on a stereo with a cross to cary
Risk for bones shattering i told genarians 

freedom is found at the foot of the cross
Where you poured your love out for me
I can dream again

My hope is restored by your saving grace
I could never

Sitting alone in an old rocking chair
I saw an old mother with silvery hair
She seemed so neglected by those who should care
Rockin' alone in an old

don't run in this Valley
But they do go to the Bowling Alley
I don't bowl anymore Sadly
I was in love with running Madly
Bipolar, and Psych Wards Made me

exists
Or if we just beleive because it makes you feel better

But i assure you he is real
He is going to walk with you
And take every step by your side

enough
Acting shy high key
I be feeling you
And you aint gotta lie
I know you want to feel it too
Get me kind of high
I love you like gorilla glue
Body

the cross bones, Yeah
Davy Jones
Rolling stones
Open roads
Broken homes
Fallen hopes, yeah
I will die with a gun by my side
But at least you’ll be alright

Teri jaisi bitch dekhi Maine nhi kahi aur I accept your wrongs I accept your flaws
Tere liye karta mein limits ko cross
But uhh lost in the dark, I

home
We can breathe it in
Walk around
Cross my toes
Bad bitch love some hoes
I said fuck them foes Super hero flow
Shawty said
"What is good?"
Nigga

I will never play nice

Cruisin' off the coast
Baby, who loves you the most
I don't need  to boast
But look at the size of this boat

Sweety just

On To You

Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney / Timothy Vincent Mauldin


Close my eyes and drift along.
Say, I love you in a song.
A hit and run

love you little thoties
Ha Piss
I been stacking up my comas
Ha Rich
I might go an get the glocky
Ha click
Bitch my paper never gam
Now switch
Got these

didn’t realize
that I would never get to say goodbye
And I was probably so insignificant in his life but not a day goes by
that he doesn’t cross my mind

The depths of my apathy reach the ocean floor
All the hearts who cross never reach the shore
One by one they sail out no one's coming home
Sharks

at the thought of you and I
Tell ourselves that love is just a lie

And I'm sorry Cinderella was a made up story
Lies for the children
Life is much less boring,

Something ‘Bout The Girl
Words & Music by Eric Stuart


Sound the alarm and then ring the bell
Gonna write how I feel ‘cross the sky
She says she

Yeah, broski
Fully DONSYDE man
Catch me, inna me brand new Louis
Fuck wid mi clan, me get cross like Stewie
Mi a go all out tonight
Weed deh yah rum,

to see
By the way you speak to me
You're more in love with yourself
Than you ever were with me
I wanted to believe
That we could find meaning
In each other

and social score
Forced by must-haves and oughta-be's into playdates between men

Time don't exist like it used to,
The more responsibility the more it moves
I

Enough enough 
When I put them in a box 
Show some love 
But they still talk a lot 
Ah ah
Casting out spirit and demons 
Eh
Free some 
Then I rap

By my lawlessness
I put my King to death
Who could save a wretch like me

Every wandering
He paid in suffering
So that I could be set free

From all

(Yeah)
Any given day
You can catch me
Trippin' off of missteps
Turn 'em into mistakes
Followed up by regrets
Still standin' for whatever's next