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insane
Your life is a hook
Another line again
We don't show no pain
We don't show no love
I sunk in the mud rolling up another blunt
Heard he died by

We used to walk down by Jane Street and Hudson
We used to blow through our money like it was nothing
We'd say Hi to Idi down by Leroy, then we'd jump

, round it goes
All the way around


it goes around and around
Can't keep my feet on the ground
Deaf to your words, hear no sound
I feel it coming on now

I keep drinkin' 'til I'm someone I don't recognize
I got wasted

Ain't gotta turn on the lights, I take a shot in the dark
Goin' round after round

bread spit that fye (Spit fye hold on)
I could roll a lil J till we all catch a vibe (Catch a vibe hold on)
I been smoking Mary Jane till we don't get

might get paralyzed
Don't be scared cause you might see me ascend
In the air high cause real ones never end
I'll be coming back again
Saying goodbye my

Instant Party

The Who

The Who Sings My Generation

1965

then I'm walking right back again
Back to you

Time will tell if these dreams are nearly fact
Don't know why I left, I'm coming back
Coming on back

of my pride
Like a Zebra on my arms but, red are the stripes
Crazy how my minds joyful when I'm 'round those I love-
But when I'm by myself I hide alone

Me and the greed roll the weed and puff
The gluttony eating up at my thoughts
My addictions dancing round and round
Until I found the ground
So I sleep

fix it
Another second chance tired of starting over
Another four again ran out of the soda
She on her sixth shot like a revolver
All these problems
I

Fast money fast cars fast money fast car hear the sound when you coming thru
You can give or take they still gone hate on you fast money fast cars

cleats
I'm from the DMV!
Based in Baltimore City
Hottest 'round the Chesapeake
And I've yet to reach my peak
They screaming OMG!
Girls be crawling at my

know the roof and it smell like Mary Jane, don't it?
Balmain crew neck, [?] with the chain on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherfucking man
Tote drums like

Leaving Beirut

Roger Waters

To Kill the Child/Leaving Beirut

2005

shirt
With one biro in the breast pocket
A clerk maybe, slightly sunken in the seat
"Venez!" He said again, and smiled
"Mais j'ai pas de l'argent"
"Oui,

show up
Money coming fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood,

this ocean of trees
I know that the sun's coming round again
The sun's coming round again

We are peculiar here on this planet
Life is a odd thing if you

She's a freak, hoe, legend
10:59, I met her she mine by eleven
Put a blessing on the pussy, I'm a certified reverend
While she catering to me, the main

Here we go again I'm lost inside of my head
I feel I'll never Iive a part of me has been dead I
Just want wanna feel alright
I just wanna feel alive

be on our spiritual mission
We ride in ufo's, yea we admit
It's our addiction 
We pull up to the homies house with cid yea how we livin
Ridin round

start locking
 I already tell everybody that I stopped poppin
I used to love her so much till she got so rotten
And, now she telling me try again
So high,

Time to get my hands dirty again

I made my first few thousand by accident
I swear you don't even know the half of it
Never would have 'magined

That's why I'm always underground
They won't make another sound
Oh, here comes another 'round
Time to make some room inside this tomb
Come get covered now

the switch, switched the script and gotta better part...

Feel my presence
The pressure risen this Hell's Kitchen
Verbal addiction to contradicting what I was

there in chalk
By the tick and the tock
Of an old time clock

A turning gear and the weight descends
And The second hand comes round again
Another hour