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He technically didn't, but music is like a disease. It's always in your blood. When I would mention that, I dreamed about writing Christmas music for

this is about is that body I'm pursuing
I'm levitating
So fly
Hunnid bitches in the carpool
I speed by
Gotta hunnid things to do
Not a hunnid drinkin'

and freedom by security officers

Yes, it can be said that consciousness is dangerous here

From the seller on the street to the people who build the road

sounds good it is good
So leave off of the technical derision
If you want to write a 1 5 6 4 because it's a greatly emotive chord progression
Do it
If you

a piano, a guitar?
Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog
You can live at the mall
I can see the evil, I can smell it
I know it's illegal i don't think

on 

Ain’t from a gang but i bang with my bros

Call me a crook but i live by a code

If i do dirt do that shit on my own 

And if i get caught gotta walk it

You can only choose one 
Shit that ain't no fun 
That ain't no fun
I want to do it all 
Son

Let's go to present day 
Still feels the same damn way

all about, been about
Thought about, I always come back to you
(Always come back to you)
It’s the way you, it’s the way you touch
It’s the way you, it’s

much, much
All of the people start to rush
(start to rush by) a dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone

Rhymes

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All

A little portion of it, is forced in, your mouths, silly
Put a gun with a name
Do the same shit with
Careless of what I write
Embarrassed to show you, its

I can't be your only remedy
Tryna save you is gonna kill me
So write it down, put it in a song
Hope you pour it out
We'd all feel less alone
'Stead

Stranger Things

Chris Brown

Stranger Things

2018

is I'm fuckin' tired of these losers
And all my life want the food when it's supper time in the juice
But I'd rather die than to lose, it's a matter

Mission from Harry

Iron Maiden

2 Minutes to Midnight

1990

goin' on (someone speaks in background) about, but 'e didn', but 'e didn' deserve it. All 'e's tryin' t'do is relay a message from me to you, right? N' 'e

own dance, do it
Art life, baby, I choose it
No backup, one shot, I can't lose it
Way back when I used to only sing acoustic
Now me and Joy Ruck boutta

elevated
Mixtape will be celebrated, I can't leave em devasted
All this money generated, baddies that I've penetrated, flashbacks in life you can't replay It

Deep inside you hold the key
While the world is fast asleep
You can take it all if you just dare to dream

Talk about goals
Talk about a pen

Footprints

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

to roam
A chair is not a chair, a house is not a home
Because my skin is brown, yo, I'm gonna do the town
Rub it in the face, and rub my feet all through

that it was basically never going to happen. I didn't even mention that they are in the insurance business. So all day long, all they do is calculate

Be nice!?

I been nice for way too long
All i ever do is write alotta sad songs
All i ever do is let a sneak disser talk
All they ever do is just talk,

The pass is picking up all the lyrics on the dance floor
That raise your spirit level 'cause it demands for

Attitude is cool degrees below zero
Up

Daydreaming

Massive Attack

Singles 90/98

1998

The pass is picking up all the lyrics on the dance floor
That raise your spirit level 'cause it demands for

Attitude is cool degrees below zero
Up

Of dead memory waste
You can see it on my face
My smile is a chain link fence
I dare not frown for fear of what comes out
My smile is a chain link fence

I’m gone?
Write my eulogy
Write my eulogy
Promise I ain’t tryna leave soon
It’s all by the grace