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She don't need no drugs around me cos my energy pure
Anything she going through she come to me for a cure
Cuban hanging off my neck while my head

trapped by every situation I get myself in
People tell me it's a paradox to feel simultaneously lost and trapped
But if I don't know where I'm going how

my M.O
Making mula made my mama merry
Got a onion booty bitch by my side
And whenever we cut she gon' make me cry
Good body gyal yeah she so blessed

Leave or stay by my side
Make you cry till you drown in your tears
I'm sorry for being that toxic
I can't help it I can't find an exit
Feed by anger I

with me i been
Handlin' stress in this shit for years
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears

Now, Rock-a-bye baby
I'm thugged out and so crazy
Don't want

knows her worth
Boys can be stupid but don't tell me just to drop dead
I know what I did and now it's fuckin' with my conscience
Telling you the truth

a girl who knows her worth

Boys can be stupid but don't tell me just to drop dead
I know what I did and now it's fuckin' with my conscience
Telling you

thoughts controlled by all these blue lights
A room too tight
That's dressed in night
Derives my mind
It hides my light and
Steals my sight
Don't let me fall

cooties
Get it by any means necessary
One of my goals in life is to become legendary
Don't get me wrong I can live without it
But you're missing the point

Don't Let Your Chance Go By

Jeff Healey

See the Light

1988

the other way
You outta give her the eye
'Cause if she wants to love you
Don't let your chance go by

Well, now look at her, man
She got blue eyes

Five Gallon Tear

Aaron Tippin

Stars & Stripes

2002

this poor boy's heart 
By the look in his eyes he ain't cried in 
years 
And he's reatining a five gallon tear 

Doc wrote a prescription to induce

You my dawg, I swear one day we fly
You my sister, I keep you by my side
You my friend, I swear your death I cry

You my brother, I swear that I would

the bail
Don't no scale
Yo trap not up to par
He sick as hell
Ain't getting no mail
Onions by the jar
Like we got groceries for sell
My young boy still be

When a mother cries for her children
I can hear guns in the distance 
And why don’t they listen?
When a mother cries for her children

Ninety-five in

a faggot
Guess the truth can hit
And so will my dick
When u taste my revenge
Don’t block you from life
So why
Speak onto mine?
All that you will find:
Cry

all the times they screwed us over
Let it play on, and on, and on
Just another break-up song

Ain't no more tears (oh)
Ain't gonna cry (oh)
Boy

he never snitch and then he tell
Why you hand that boy a knife say he don’t kill
I snatched him off the bike when he was lil
poor deuces and a sprite

of getting pushed over the ledge
Maintain your awareness
You don't know what's ahead
Many details ignored by the press
I guess so nonetheless I stress
In dept,

like a half back
Until I'm deceased I'm off the leash
My hatred for a priest can't be decreased
I don't fuck with many but respected by plenty
I get you

Hush, little baby, don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up, little lady, I told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through

needed ooo
And my mother had an angel voice
It rings through every pew still in St. James'
An alto song to fill the void and cure a boy in pain as he

Africa - Clementine Duo
(original version by Toto)
I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's

straight like a perm
Boy that last one confirmed it
Good game, yeah he spit that
The sweetest boy, till he got to hit it, never hit back, no explanation

boy
I'm talking business
With a B-I-Z
You don't know me, you don't own me
You ain't got me, you ain't got me by the oop oop
Get your hands up, get 'em