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big American dreams

He picks up a saxophone, opens a valve
His two little daughters make up the crowd
And they sing as the band charges on
Hugging

feeling like Itachi
I been feeling blue, cop a couple for the thrill
We could hit the town we could blow a couple bills
Give a little time, I could have us

the pigeons got bread

Duct tape stuck to the toes of his boots
shot in the middle of a little dispute 
January's February murder was the talk of the town

town bugging 
Little brown youngin 
Sipping on the brown chugging
Smokin on that loud puffin
Back then I was bout nothing 
Money made me bout something

You Already Lost

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Your power is already fading & I’m never

little town, where you either swim 
or you drown. It was my only wish 
to get out. I finally did and I’m proud 
of how much I’ve accomplished.

My father tells me everything's okay.
He tells me it's snowing again today.
And he sits by the window
watching the land
the lake and the mountains

workers in a little box, guarded by the blue fox
Tax their stocks - Ching-ching toolbox
Then sell them on some big fucken faux
Set their clocks on the dot,

Americans.
But they're content to sit back,
maybe watch a little Mork and Mindy on channel 57.
Maybe kick back a cool Coors 16-ouncer.
They're good fine

burners out the yacht
Chi-town is the city 
Big titty bitches with ass like that watch her sit it on my crotch 

Miami thots, yeah  they freaky in the heat

down cake by the pound 
Having em going crazy when they hear that clapping sound
Calling all the bad bitches in the fucking town 
Finna act up cause you

in a cupboard while you're 
Fucked by other guys
One year on and you're out of control
Your friends say its all my fault
You went from virgin to a mole

HELL THEATER - WALKING THROUGH THE FLAMES OF HELL

(Solo: Axx)
In a bloody morning in this little town
The grass is soiled of a young virgin's blood

In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lannigan
Battered away 'til he hadn't a pound.
His father he died and made him a man again
Left him a farm and ten

to California, I'll be back in awhile

I know this shit ain't what it use to
Like Little Mac, I'm coming with the big dukes
So run it back, I'll take on you and yo

Oh Mum, I miss you so…x4

Verse 1:

You were old and I was little,
Hard times in your life, wore you down.
Four kids, no friends became your start.

the devil"".

lyrics

Verse 1:
What happens in the bar when the clock strikes 12,
in the underground rubble of a little tin town,
sits the whispers of a man in

a teen
Shots shots and it goes down
Many killings looking like a ghost town
Seeing many bodies go in the ground
Young people becoming extinct now
Kill

What should I do with all this residue
Where do angels fly
Giants used to walk around
Back when things were big
That's why fish are falling from

like ah stroller, stroller
Run across the road and get, hit up by corona, corona
Lockdown, inner desolate town
To how its silent ,if ah pin drop it melt

think these niggas really ready 
Tryna live a little while im getting big deady 
Riding round town on my 4 wheels so real yet so chill
That's why I'm so

we take flight (Whoosh)
Up on could 9 for the rest of the night
Tyson big right to melatonin we fight (Yah)
Yeah I’m nocturnal jotting until it gets

stations cause (Cuz) they not ours
Couch potatoes get fried by radiation that scatters
Double-time on the counter, I'm a hundred kinds above the line
That

all alone social distance
I don't even know when I get this pissed
Actin like I got no mo control I'ma Big fish
Small pond no debate where you Swimming