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call you in the morning
I'm feeling so high you lift me up I can fly
Moonwalk in the skies, but only when you're by my side

A rogue wave's what I rode

from below, souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above

Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away

Raining

I took was never golden
Shit was frozen I was slip
Sliding steady through emotions
Gave my heart to passion even after
Passion broke it that's real

Ohio Turnpike
Another hour or two
Counting the dashed lines
Bringing me back to you

Another short night
And our summer is through
So pick

Suicide [Explicit]

Bobby Gaylor

Fuzzatonic Scream

2000

yourself".
But if you're gonna be an idiot and do it anyway,
It's no sweat off of my back.
There's a lot of good that could come from it.
A little bit

the grass 
Like my boy KD 
Y'all be out here switching sides
Like it's OKC
Got my niggas on my side 
And they ain't gon leave 

Y'all be going after white

Yea

What

Turn me up

Hit me up
Don't mind holding it down by my damn self 
Hoes in this house I wanna fuck til it ain't none left
I'm greedy don't

What About Us

Trae Tha Truth

Hometown Hero

2018

of volunteer rescuers after he was uh, rescued from his own home
One of the many reasons he has been honored, uh, by his home town for a decade now
There's

and dime hustlers
Move weight and muscle us around
But my army bustin' rounds
Shells covered the ground for miles
Street ?? from here to Capitol Hill
And you

I've been trying to make a change
Yeah, my life is full of pain, every moment, every hour
But the sun comes up after every stormy shower
I learned to be

ice, in ma hood
Dollar cones I'm bumpin
Is that some smack up in my pocket
Uhhh
9mm in my pants that I'm rocking
Glock back belt
Extra mag by the socket

flower
Hypersonic organs keep my stems above the ground
Probably Still gon find me spitting written consonants and vowels
Singing in the evening after

really got this bruise
Wish I had some band-aid with me
Starting to sweat but is it all in my head?
Breath with my chest and I look back in stress
V tryna

My body feels a little tired
I've been putting it through a lot
Consumed by self-image hatred
Always straddling the breaking point
My heart has

We keep holding hands
It’s not an easy journey when you hear the words I’m getting by
Stories in your face
back-ground tales checking out
Why you think

After hours
And the troop is moving out night crawling and prowling 
Cutting tops up off the flowers, unplugging them routers
Movin, but we movin'

you're gonna be an idiot and do it anyway,
it's no sweat off of my back.
There's a lot of good that could come from it.
A little bit of bad thrown in.

They pass at different speeds 
From one side to another, at every hour
by daylight, in the  dark
cnd they run, they run, they run!

It is there where all

back to the ground
And after we played our last cord
Mella always said: I got a borbon soul

So what shall we do with the whiskey
Lets pour it up

we would hold our ground and we would never back down
old timers new timers would get in line there
and take a seat there and try to prepare
but oh no!

How are you so good to me?
How are you so good to me?
By the fire in your eyes and the skin of my teeth
How are you so good to me?
It started with

Niggas hit the ground
When them shots released
When that money in route
That's when I'm most pleased
I'll lay a nigga out
For my currency
Known among those

In Medias Res

Los Campesinos!

Romance Is Boring

2010

the bench seat covers
And a crucifix was hung from rear view mirror by yr mother

I'm leaving my body to science, not medical but physics
Drag my corpse

'n Shake and Off The Wall
And that arcade by laser tag

Lately I've been feeling a little bit blue
I've got nothing to do
Keep my feet on the ground