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blinded by the flame
cnd didn't have a chance
I guess all my pain was just an 
Unintended consequence

Now I am a new woman, baby
Got a faithful husband

F.Y.E by Hi-Lite Real prod by The Mili$ha 


Hook:

Final curtain call hope you enjoyed the show 

Round of applause no Rihanna with the flow 

Had

Baltimore, my niggas runnin Brooklyn
Had to play the system just to get funds
Said the grass was green on our side just to get sum

We All We Got and we

losing it I wanna commit bath toaster
I'm off it so my back not hurting, revenge is best cold when you served it
Snakes in the grass, gotta watch for

Get A Bag

Chance the Rapper

The Big Day

2019

by the store
Baby, no, I don't wanna buy your love, plus my heart is cold
Gotta roll, all my homies old and I keep 'em close
Lucid dream, ridin'

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

Thick As A Brick, Pt. 1

Jethro Tull

Thick as a Brick

1972

at the grass down by the river
Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose

flesh 
your blessed dismembered hands are sand
I'm stranded
I want to be thrown against the wall
By a tall cold dickhead
With a morse-code accent

I shoot with persuasion Like Nate 
They giving hands but it's too damm late 
My heart soo cold if touched I'll break 

When I walked in got a handful

of year, becomes quite clear
What a grand view, new year, new you
So when you gaze, beyond the looking glass
How green, you'd say, is your grass

Tell me do

Racks touch down I'm lit
I just touched ten racks that's it (Yeah, yeah)
I just put new Marni my kicks
I just drop these racks on fits (Yeah, yeah)

My window
My gateway to the untouchable world
Opening my window
Cold breeze blue skies clouds passing by

Tryna find inspiration tryna find myself

hear a Peep
Yo niggas be by your side when you at the bottom when you pop they all turn to leech
A whole lotta fake news from some fake people say ya

How many snakes in the grass
There's way too much
How many drinks at the bar
There's way too much
Phone missed call
Way too much
Took the long way

feel like I’m Jim Carrey cause this can get scary cause I’m a new person when I’m under that mask run up on me and get put on the grass I guarantee you

I've been tripping off how I been living
Feels like we created us a new religion
Mob ties hands tied this is true submission
No presence we ain't

2588
Grabbin' a pack and a dab
Dappin' up Szak in the back of the class
Sat down in the pad
Passin' the grass where my mind's at
Bad times come

Had bandanas wrapped like a bandit 
Stole my soul at gunpoint, no handed
Just by the glance that you shot at me 
It hit me right in my artery
Now it's

When the sun wakes up in the west and lays it's head down in the east
When they ordain Madlyn O'Hare and she becomes a priest
When a San Diego sailor

stuck yeah they frozen

Easygoing but I can be ice cold 
Like Jack get ya bags you can pack up and hit the road
Ten toes down I'll never fold
Look into my

fiction
Guided by the cold hearted they blurring out your vision
The force is strong inside of me no master to come teach me
Still looking for the formula

I met a sailor girl by the name of Bobby Lee
We sat and talked about life
And the lessons of the sea
She told me the story of
How the sand came to be

See the beacon of the lighthouse on our path
Drunken sailors and the hope of New Year’s Eve
I tighten up the ropes and watch the
Watch the break of dawn

I spend time in the seashore
The smoking ships pass by
sailors stories I read as my own
since I lost my fate

I saw my friends shipwreck
They rescued