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in the beginning of us
But it turns out that the blue was paint
You would think I wouldn't be tricked
I'm known to be clever and known to be slick
But

and do right fam
So fuck what they talkin' bout
3 months later caught em slippin' by his momma house
Shhhhhh
Just another fuckin' day feelin' paranoid
Tell

forced by my own freedom to choose
And I wouldn't give it away
I'm just waiting for that day
Just waiting for that day

I keep on waiting for that day
I

Baby we could be heroic for a day
Just chill out and let our cares all fly away
There's nothing left to say
Other than to live in the moment right

mix weed in the back of my mouth
Calms my demons down, while I'm sitting smoking on this loud
I wish one day I could smoke louder without coughing

you when day play my song

Jost idia, jost coming
You when dance to my vibe

Jost idia, jost coming
Shout out to my big niggas

Jost idia, jost coming

shit
Yea I run it down
I wanna sit right by the beach now
Fuck with u yea finna pop out took my heart
Used 100 rounds 

You done seen us popped up
Run

a band
If this how I survive
Imma bump and thrive
Keep em clappin their hands til I fuckin die
Remember getting told I'm too white by these bigots back in

belong

Baby I see the light in your eyes, and it lights up my day, hey
But when I say fuck off, get out my way
Girl don't you play, do what I say, hey

to finding out if
The day to day is enough to get us by
I take another sip of coffee and I say goodbye
And I say goodbye

I don't know why but I'm always

Violet to Blue

Nik Kershaw

Wouldn't It Be Good

1994

Keeping out the cold
And did the angels
Call by for you
On the day they turned violet to blue
On the day they turned violet to blue
On the day they

days

I've got an awful vision of you in the hall
Looking at your songbird
After the free-for-all
You took her out
And took her home
Took the train down

back in the days, I was ugly, now I'm her type
Niggas worst  then bitches, wanna argue, never get back
Catch him by tha light , kill his motor , need

Hook:

I get lost inside my feelings 
But I don't trip no
About a bitch you betta know I'm not no simp no,
About a bitch I can't be going out sad

about my papa all about my bidness i been seeing life thru a seperate pair of lenses
I remember days we was out there in the trenches
Cant mess witem cuz

a fuck what any doubter say
Make my day
Like to make my bread so stay up out my way, out my way, Cause some static you might just go

I'll struggle and with worn out rubble
That I can't seem to throw when you tell me what I already know
These days creep on me like the high that I feel

brother
Every day it hurt my soul
I know I'm not perfect, I'm not
Why my brother had to leave, I ain't tell him bye-bye
When I'm ridin' by myself, sometimes

chakras
Like a modern
Day prophet
Used to run up in your pockets
Now I make my own profit
I had to flip my crooked ways
When my days got dark
Pill popping

It's been a day
Fold down in the cold, out from his home, when he stays
Keeping the pace
Like the tide in the bay
Ice on the rim, by the lake
By

and tall, she stood proud and tall
Her beauty ablaze, leaves 'bout to fall and
I rode, I rode, I rode my bike by every day

Love me. I do. Won't you call out

I’m stuck inside of a place 
I have no business being in
Here I am right by your side  
Unnoticed again 

I think about you day and night 
Can’t get

getting a rouse
We get cheese no rats around
Exterminate em get em out
They go by the word of mouth
I was taught to keep em shut
My instinct say go wit ya

the choppa to my school
Heading by the 223. Im 'bouta shoot
Bullet-proof bitch I'm off the pain
Bullets flying 'round me like a fire in the rain

Pull up with