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Getting my story adapted
It's been way too tragic
The madness
That's masked by my mind
Deep down
I know
That I hold this shattered soul
Living three

Lucy Can't Dance

David Bowie

Black Tie White Noise

1993

put all my eggs in a postmodern song
Lucy can't dance to the noise but she knows what the noise can do
Or this shallow orb mugged by reality
Just

around
Y'shayah, Mashiach, why we freemen now
Multiply this talents, now it's thousands, all in need of crowns
Coward demons tryna stop it, cause they

where they lie to kids about the whereabouts of their parents
Either it's something they're too young to handle or the family is embarrassed
Cherished all

the same 
Don't even try pasa
I brought tugs to the rave 
Everyone Is now a rapper man they ruined the game 
The way I'm bussing all this realness man I need

have my way with this
Fuck all of that famous shit I’m already too dangerous
Reckless mother fucker when I’m aiming it
Banging it
Moment is a blessing

Going three thousand like Stark I'm a OutKast at heart 
I feel just like Rosa Parks
I know that this go too hard 
I make y'all shit look easy 
Like

so many moments that passed me by
Like a flash of light, nah that can't be right
Shoulda known to enjoy all the random nights
The good, the bad,

to training camp
With my demons, taught my brain to survive
And I had to learn how to get by
Trust I'm way too young for all the trauma
On January seventh I'll

a fan of it? Whatever gets the family fed
But that's my place in this dead poet society
The new undertake with all due propriety

Questioning creativity

what I thought it was, was it
Too good to be true?
Have nothing, get it all but too much of it then lose it again
Did I swallow hallucinogens, 'cause

evidence
It's later than you fuckers think
It's greatness showing then you blink
Praying and I'm smoking potent
I just put this shit motion
She just put that

didn’t exist
Im Corleone finding  Fredo as the traitor
I mean we family, gotta live and die by this shit
I don’t ever get the credit that I truly deserve,

It Don't Stop

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp

1992

like skunk weed
Light it up, hit it, and get keed
This dope fiend beat will get you high
If it don't go gold too soon, I'll cry
If the bass ain't

purple rain I change the weather
You tryna beef? We shoot whoever
Yeah im begging that boy just to stay down
All of my homies got k rounds
Too many blinks

gettin' at 'em
All this shit come and go, it don't matter
These boys subtweetin', why you ain't @ 'em?
We don't even social beef, we get active

Road [Live]

The Kinks

Lost & Found (1986-89)

1991

Sitting alone in my hotel
Looking in the mirror wondering, well
After all this time you never thought
You'd still be out on the road

Like

missed my shot I bricked it told
Everyone I'd be someone by now it's way too late for me too slow
What the fuck is this life I don't feel right lately I

(Skies fall, skies fall, skies fall, skies)
I know it's much too late
(Skies fall, skies fall, skies fall)
All gone in the blink of an eye
(In the blink

so this for everybody that’s giving hating energy my soul too higher kill the energy with a blink of me lyrically empirically cleaning souls with

feeling die in the void
This is the kinda talk I try to avoid
I'm feeling like a toy
Gone by the day
Need to stay away
I never wanted to stay
Let me confess

Olotu dan kpoda yeh

My God you are too much yeh
God you are three much yeh
Thank you for talent yeh chai
Timaya don explode yeh, chai
Olotu dan

no she ain't even blink nah
Way too fucked up we in sync
Look like Zelda tryna link
Now her mans want beef with me this all just started with a wink

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