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Yea
Alright lets, lets run through this one time
Bring the drums in
Yea
Yea
I'm on top of this world it don't just feel like it
Whatever way that

Nights in the South 
Night One: 
Having good times can be so hard, 
If you don't know, 
Now you do, 
I don't really know why I came here but I'm

Oh, minha honey baby! Woo
All I see is ghosts
Feel like I'm a kid cudi
And I'm in a hurry
Don't got time for worry
All over the place
But I'm never

to music
Angels singing Hell's album, is that confusing
That's light and dark, good and evil
However you view it
And that's in everybody's S.O.U.L
Cuz we all

postpone this test-album for you
There's still not time, it always was and always will be too late
To take it back, this time of ours : hours and glasses

You won't leave my mind do you get the picture
If you ever leave you know that imma miss ya
We do this all the time I think that it fits ya
Let's go

the competition for survival (Yessir!)
I'm on a mission to greatness, I piss of my haters every time I walk by (woo)
I'm on a mental hiatus, I'm painting these

might jeopardize my pride
I been dying on the inside
I been flying just to get by
I don't even know whats mine
When's the last time I said you're mine?

living in my eyes
Cuz I ain't really all they say I am
I'm just a guy and I ain't got no pride (pride)
Whip through my city in a KIA by my damn self
Can't

nothin' less
Supply what they demand
Ain't no time for the rest
Trust
Year after year it's a bet (yeah)
Put it on the album (yeah)
Haters still doubt him

changing directions
My truth's for me alone
But it's time for my confession
From albums to the books to my very first film
I'm so proud of my creations but

Went to Senegal to finish an album
And how I felt
Was no matter how it comes out
It's good for my mental health
Time away from timelines
With

The truth is the fountain of youth needs to be put to good use
And this is where I choose
Let loose my energy
Make less friends than enemies

Its a beautiful morning
We're expecting for some good vibes down by the blue river
But I got a special message for y'all
(You're a sensation)
Yeah you

holy
These rappers are phony and lonely
I catch 'em coming out of show me's
I don't Oscar or admire they baloney
No phony, I spit for the time from

One time for my white girl
Two hands on her fat ass
I just hit it three times
Beat it like a drum pad
This shit feels like drum class
Both my dick

young boy playing Boyz-n-tha-hood
Young boy really living too good
Young boy got saved by grace
Young boy doesn't know his own face
He was lost in

on an island with flowers in the fields
Tripping on the time slipping me by
Why do I try gripping my mind?

This is for my mother in the nature with the rain

was sober and jammed
Got stops stopped so many times by cops
Too many times I couldn't count
People are scared of different
People are scared of impact

Chillin in Miami like its hotline
Blinging on my phone with all these calls but I ain't got time
Dealing with these people everyday so I go offline

We gave the culture to vultures now they swarming us
They thought we died misinformed by the coroner
We alive and we flourishing
Tell these mumble

a track and it's like what's next?
It ain't good enough I'm always upset
That's perfectionist it ain't perfect
Mistakes hit me like Vontaze Burfict
And I'm

fell on our faces

You'd show me albums that spoke to your heart
We'd drive to the beach and I'd play my guitar
This was our time, our story
And we had

the game ain't shit without me like I was David Ruffin
Stayed strapped cause my mind be my weapon
Henne said do good by people man that's how you get your