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did it
All I got I earned it it is fitting
All the bad vibes sent it is missing
In the 509 making moves take a listen
I score a lot but focus on my

slowly when we are apart
It all just keeps on trekking by
I'm lacking trust in my decision-making
Maybe it's time to say goodbye
I won't stand to live like

the melody
And every painting now is poisoned
Poisoned by my own hands

I wish I could turn back time
To relieve every tear
Just to feel
Just to feel something

I was down on my own
Up in my zone
Dad left when I was 7
Mamma knows she's a blessing
I'm doing this for the better me
I put it into a melody
I hope

going all in, Jake Paul is appalling
Jay Foreman is boring
James Corden, according to me
Is a great big ball of just boring
I'll call in and diss my

thanks yeah
Oh guiding light
I was stuck in anger when I made you feel the knife
And cut you out my life
All to think those years I had you here right by

oh yeah

My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh oh oh
Make me your radio
Turn me up when you feel

Wake up in the morning, and I'm feeling mighty fine
Open my window, to a day that's divine
Tune in my guitar, let my fingers unwind
Inspired by

Everything I say is a melody
Voices in my head, they been telling me
"You can have it all 'til you're 70
Then you go to hell, there's no remedy"
I

really not far away to reach
Some of ya'll been brainwashed without using that bleach
James and the giant peach you're living in my world
Imagination

And in theory, the hate severely making them weary

True love conquers all, big or small, short or tall
I applaud all the saints who installed all the laws

back
I am so addicted, you are my prescription
You are my drug, you done got me trippin' up
Like a tab of acid, making classics
Ain’t no dramatics up in

The Realest

Scarface

J-Prince Presents: Realest Down South

1999

the fuck you niggas can't go gold before me
I see you on your videos on B.E.T.
It makes me want to kick a hole in my T.V.
Cause I hate an individual who

Grand Hang Out

Fat Joe

Sweat [Clean]

2004

my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there

me, baby love it or not
Everybody starring at me, I'm a beast
So terrified they wanna get me off the streets
But I'm out here making money cuz my people

time
I find you dwelling in
The darkest corners of my heart
Where every stain of sin
Is washed by the blood Your love poured out
You're calling out to me

the mud and the puddle
Hop on the beat, I ain't comin' in subtle

I'm still gon' slide with that melody charm
Speak from the heart while I'm singing my song

Radio

Yuns

Storyteller: The Chronicles of William Osborn

2005

in the sky
Feel the rainfall down on my face
But it doesn't mean a thing
When we don't sing the same melody
As I listen to the radio

[Verse 3:]

Rainbooms play me a melody
As we sing together in harmony

Generous, Honesty, Laughter, Kindness, Loyalty
True magic comes from the heart
When you're with

know your name, girl, I'm in your favor (yeah)
Oh (yeah)
I can't turn time back so it's now or never (yeah), woo
I can't complain (hey), my love won't

making melodies
Sing with me
You haunt me in my dreams
Got me questionin' reality
Won't you give me my ever after happily?
It doesn't matter where we go
No

change
Making it rain on my parade
2-2-3’s like Jordan and James
Got me a scope i can get in the range
Call up my hittas no need to explain
Don’t care bout

Samurai be standing out from the crowd
Making my family proud
My heads in the clouds
Sometimes I feel like I be floating away
But I'm keeping my feet

Amour of salvation making sure that I can wear it right
There's fire in my eyes, I write my melodies in Fahrenheit
I use to barley write, now I design