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Written by Christo Andriopoulos


Oh I thought you knew?
Oh I thought you knew?
They kick you when you down
Man this ain’t nothing new
You can’t hold

It's getting closer by the minute
We hear it coming
I'm all tapped out, lookin' at the watch
And to the bank me running

Throwing myself at the door

heathens
All of my niggas are Rebbels
All of you niggas should know betta
Huh huh
All of you niggas should know better
Stil Woah
Im coming through and I'm

coming for the game this year I swear, let’s go 
Devil on my back and he definitely doesn’t let go


All these snakes, they keep coming in closer 
Gotham

they so me on the playground balling
Shorty in those jeans showing off her body
Coming home late had to go to every party
Dancing at those parties was my

doesn't have no other ambitions
He only wants to unleash havoc on you all
And if this is what I do from my closet then think
What if I get spotted by King,

wishes for a way to let go
But her problems keep on stacking one by one
She often thinks about her home
And every now and then regrets leaving life on her

up the pieces
Little boy Don't challenge me
I'll leave you crying home to mommy
After that i'll pick up the tommy
You've took all the waves now here's

God will forgive you for every one of your sins
I stopped by to tell you my friends
That this old world is coming to an end

Will you be ready my

coming through in your city just say wassup so
When you see me in the T-dot city, where the women are so pretty
When the day time it be gritty, in

Where every day we fight for our right to live 
It's not right we living life like immigration 
You keep telling us to be patient 
Change is coming but we

I need you to run it when you’re coming to our town yeah
Pick up all your girls
Let em know we put it down yeah
Big blunt smokers bring the bottles,

frowning
Sometimes I know what I don't know
What I don't know is what I know
And how I know is what I'll show
I'm coming from below
How I know is what I'll

oh
We in the back, back Let me take you home give it a love tap, oh
Tidal wave girl, you really make me feel some type of way
Oh, and by the way
My

I'm coming back to Texas
For the very last time
I made a promise to get back there
By the end of the night
I spent the last four hours
Having

brain
Unspoken poems
Broken bones and broken homes
Knocked your lights out
You're cutting close to comatose
Causing commotion
Like a locomotive
Now you

I'm good now
Another round like a merry-go-round
Another one coming up, go ahead and drown
Go ahead and pound another one right now
Roll one up and hit

Lilith

Björk

Not for Threes

1997

You can have me
But I'll defend my child
By spring that child will die

Oh deli owowow 
Woo

Moon, moon, moon

I'm just so warm, Jennifer

ain't ever looking back at the past no I'm never coming home 
I did it by myself, by myself yeah 
I did it on my own 

(On my own)
(On my own)

Zuko hit

Unappreciated affection
What I need is your attention
Leaving me with a bad taste huh
Coming home by daylight
Streets talk and they’re talking loud
This won’t

soldiers at
Put your hands up and clap
Where my soldiers at
Were armed and dressed in black
We're coming and were on the attack
Hells gates can't hold us

fuckers stayin' mad

Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even

No way, I'm running far away
Not coming home for you

(Who knew)
(Who knew)

Step by step and left, right, left
I walk ahead and get my life

gotta go home by yourself
Baby lemme take you home
Baby lemme touch it by myself

Touch it by myself feel it by myself
Girl being alone is bad for ya