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as the whole shit proceeds (coz I just wanna be in tone)
Casket is the best place to live (coz I just wanna be alone)
So down wanna get hope on sips (yeah yeah)

Aye I
Whoa I
Aye I

I'm surrounded by ghosts
Moving through life without purpose (Aye!)
Sacrifice of happiness
For someone else's success
What

I'm a woman so I don't have real bars
I'm a rock artist by far
Yet I'm painted a rising pop star
Who raps cause it's cute, when I'm a scar
Yes do

done these feelings, I want me some bands
Know that I want this for life
Guess that this version of me is the one that got fans
Know that they call me

How she movin her hips
I'm finna beat it up
Brand new Louis V belt so I keep it tucked
Uptwn good from long range when he T' it up
Real live heat it

I’m the underbelly
Not seen by many
And the lies you tell me
Question their own fate
I’m holding it together
With a string and a feather
And the life

of himself
Ain't afraid to ask for help
By many things
I am compelled
Rather raise a village
Than sit alone on this royal throne
Understand?
Understood
There

left me in ruins
Im a new version now, who this
Bossed up, nobody knows what this cost us
I had to focus on music
I was so tired of losing, losing
Roll

Lil' Lil'

The Black Eyed Peas

Bridging the Gap

2000

mga pangyayaring nagaganap
Sa lupang pinangako


Every place got a ghetto this is my version
Check it out,
Listen closely yo, I got a story

was born in a manger
But thanks to the lust lies and all the danger
I've been confined by the hatred
I think that its time for the changin'
Saying

her cookie
I need money, I'm tryna feed her, so I hit my bookie
Where my tickets nigga? I gamble just to get high, nigga
Some doin' shit to get by

mortal kombat, spirit and body in total conflict. Got me living in perplexity (arghhh) men what a boomerang but I bounce right back by your grace alone. I

circle, when did I invite you?
Writing phrases on my phone like a fuckin' haiku 
Sorry if I don't believe you, sorry I been lied to
Getting cheated on by

Of things, that become
Like compartmentalized
Like crystallized environments for you to
Create i don't know, micro-versions of
Yourself, or subversions

48th Street

Your Old Droog

Your Old Droog

2014

Playin' their little crappy love songs by the fire
I learned solos by ear
And never on a Squire
We avoid those
Cop the black Strat with a Floyd Rose

one (one by one by one by one by one)
one by one by one


Wandering all alone (Wandering all alone)
Don't know if I can keep on doing this (I can't live

I'm the problem and I know
So I'm workin
Focused on my growth
Tryna heal every version that is broke
Overcoming every hurdle by my lone
Sometimes I

know I go
Just let my guys go
We hit em with some nyquil
Fly so ill
So ill we about to kill
Toby
You look like a phony version of stony
You obviously

then if you had a car
You was the Chi Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I used to love

held by different hands
Here's to the last of our last lives
We're drawn to the other kind
Let's swear that after this time
You'll take yours and I

Someway to get high without never needin' smoke
Someway to get by without knowing how to cope
Little me knew how
Man! I was counting stars
I was learning

of a fight, boys
This is where I'm at home
I'll never parrot the tone of other rappers or act like I carry the chrome
Truth is, without music, I'm very alone
I

soulmate, life was music
Love was her life tune played by an acoustic
Hypnotized me, every time she danced
Stole my heart, with one glance
Loved her to death,

that all got lines to rip through
Your little weak fabric, I'm a Prodigy wreaking Havoc
Live from the jungles like Fordham or Mother Gaston
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