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'm entertaining myself
I caint chainge for the weath
Keep maintaining my heath
Gotta excell
I ain't waisting a breath
This is how I get away
Im in love wit the base

it's by the sea
Don't gotta bring a scale when you tell it's love just by the fee
The shit gone sell itself but I could make it hot commodity
My bitch

a circle round your favorite rapper
Pick a beat and shimmy cross that hoe like I pledged Kappa
Real stepper like a Alpha and we don't do no drive by's
Walk

by the strange
Then maybe some change would start pouring in
Then maybe some kids won't feel like I did
Then maybe my momma will love me again
Like

I ever get any rings
Jump to conclusions just like a spring
Right now I can say that I'm not glad
If this is the future, I'm sad
Littered by

to fight Mike Tyson
Bringing a plastic knife to A gun fight just to get my Ass kicked
I'm a fucking fiend tester 
When my Heath Ledger
Note is barely legible

many hoes you would swear i was a pimp
Youngest motherfucker in my city
Did it by myself, fuck your crew fuck your committee
I don't care about

bare feet tread
I leave a trace of my existence
With my bitterness and aims
Surrounded by a cloak of haze
Lacerating and trying to wound my
Weary flesh

and look into my eyes
You might realize that I'm
Jesus in disguise
Like Brandon
Hey yeah
Oh Oh
Jesus, you won't walk by
Without giving what we need inside

being scared now
Need to let my potential out 

I like chilling all by myself 
I'm trying to work on my mental heath
I'm trying to build and create my

fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take

Die Like a Rockstar

Danny Brown

XXX

2011

grow long
'Cause bitch I'm Frankie Lymon, Heath Ledger
Hyped up in a jacuzzi doing that John Belushi
With Brittany Murphy, we blowing Hershey

I

Reign of the Tec

The Beatnuts

Intoxicated Demons

1993

Smoking skunk, waiting for a fucking punk
To beef, so he can get killed by the psycho thief
Retarded like Biz, eating cats like Heath-
Cliff, light

sweats and my shirt by Palace
Bitch I'm a star like Dallas
All black fit and I creep like T'Challa
When it comes to gas I'm a specialist
Planet Boot my

In the Night Time

Marianne Faithfull

Love in a Mist

1967

The heath was hung in magic mist, enchanted dripping glades,
I'll taste a taste until my mind drifts from this scene and fades
In the night time.

Crystals

down,
Beneath my feet there's solid ground.
Take him by the hand, 
You and your man,
While I get my shit together.
Gonna walk this on my own,
Back to what

there by Rufus house, since we had grew up adopted
I rolled my bike down thirty-eight, then met them Crips that claim harder
Popped up the road

told them I'm a free smoker 
Aye, I can be the hero if you wanna 
Play me by the cards than Imma be the Heath Joker
Bad villain with his team, with a gun

the summer was high
And the shadows were long on the lawn
We were gone by September
Why did we have to go?

I need you, I need you
I need you to be strong
We

a stampede
All this greed
For a deed
From a seed
Do I really need
This silly feed
That makes
My lungs bleed

I smoke my blunt and I watch the world pass me by

friends and everyone in between
I guess I only got myself
Finally found someone outside of this city
Yes Brandon is the head of the committee
But you was

Mighty Ocean

David Wilcox

Home Again

1991

I could be there by your night,
Which is my morning
Right now, I'm still at Heath-row at the gate
Well, yes, of course I'm bragging
But didn't it

this bitch by my lone if u wanna come back to start something
Got hope tatted right by my lobe i been losing myself wit like all this
Now all of these

doubting fags are gonna feel my wrath
Yeah I'mma roast you, you'll need a skin graph 
Then I'll do like Heath, bite this razor and laugh 
Like why so