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from underneath the tree into more shade
Get shocked and rocked by a lyrical lightning
Wake up we here to unpause the game
Charlie ray at the controls
I'd feel like a child
So real I'd feel like a ray of sunlight, dancing above the clouds
Singing
La la la la
La la la la
stand, face to face with my angel
as the blood of our child soaks her hands
the hate I hold is a product of the love she evokes
so in an obscure way, I
that my grandfather told to me
Don't be innocent, militant is how we supposed to be
You know, God bless the child who can hold his own
Dodgin prison,
remember waiting by the road across your office
In a scorching midday
"I'm right in front of you," you texted
I looked up and there you were, holding your
up like a child
Hold me for a little
While
Painting it black
And moving on
Keeping track
Of holding on
Staring your way
Through omicron
Take another
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
please allow me to kick another flow
Now that I'm about to blow and I do it to get by
Random rhymes arise in my head
Hunger for the satisfaction hasn't
trial while in my intertube, Tour de Force
Tied so I am not the daddy
Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no caddy, gladly
Didn't
birth to a child.
Kamsa immediately went to the prison.
Devaki... Give me the baby.
Kamsa snatched the child from Devaki and caught hold of its legs.
Then
on my sleeve, jeez
If I'm honest, we the hottest by the beach, see
Shit they don't believe so I had to let
Another young nigga gone in the sunset
We
passing by
At the end of the night, it aint too late, never late
Sun in the sky, feel the rays, i caught a vibe
At the end of the night, it aint too late,
fathers didn't visit much and I don't know the story, I seen how women could hold back a child, kill his soul, make a father runaway, tell a child he don't
a middle school child
When you’re happy you ditch them for another perfect guy (Wow)
Oh no he broke your heart? What a surprise! (Wow)
You thought he was
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
X-ray of my heart
So many scars
So many scars
Ya ya ya ya
Here’s an x-ray of my heart
May see so many scars
In the dark
Ya ya ya ya ya ya
Girl here’s
Yea
This isn't a pot of gold it's a bowl of pasta
No one thought he would go to where no one thought of
Yea over by the water the ocean aqua
Floating
An angel prays
By your side at night down through the alleyways
A junkie cries and no one hears
A spirit flies to dry his tears
The bottle owns another
timberland
is like puff wit no mase
wait
hold up
wait a minute
what'd u say
back it up
give me space
who dat nicole ray
by the way DJ
betta play all day
make
portrayed.
Call me by my true name.
One more time, one more before it's too late
It's not the ovations that I so adore,
It's your shrine I kneel before.
You
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
darling,
Lovely Almi.
To live with you, in seclusion, but not in poverty
Our life real, harmonious, beautiful
Should you have a darling child by me no more
it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star, yeah
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna take
Castle slider out of a India sacred cow.
Well, I'm going down to Florida, child
And I'm gonna build me the atomic bomb.
I'm gonna hold time hostage down
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