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But I   keep quiet and silent
Don´t cry, don’t talk, and don´t laugh
'Cause I don't know really nothing 
Or close to nothing
That is just the same

know we in it forever for keeps
Some of them quiet
Some of them loud
One of them gone and its still rest in peace
I'm with the dogs we in it for keeps

annoyed
Started smoking more weed just to fill the void
I get lost in my thoughts shit I can't avoid
Meditate for the quiet I can't enjoy
I wrote raps back

better off dead
My days creep like ivy
Over bricks bright red
They say I'm not right in the head
I need to bee more timely
Time and time again
They be

bout which way to go
I don't pay attention cuz I already know
and I been reading red letters I been taking the notes
and how we move should be louder

Woah wait
Why do these niggas just lie lie lie lie
Woah wait
I do what I can get by by by by
Woah wait
I want more so i aim for the sky sky sky sky

broke than a fool
I was just starting to bring out the light, Got consumed by the moon
I was just starting to bring out the light, Got consumed by

You want smoke bitch
Come get it
You wanna race bitch
Lets get it
Digged your grave
6ft deep
Why so quiet?
Can't you speak
Here's a mask you will

I'm about
You stepping to me, you better back down
Red and blue lights, then we moving out
Gotta stay quiet, cannot make a sound
Yeah, oh yeah
Got my

Everything is so loud
Only hear blaring sound
Curling up on the ground
Hold my ears and cry

Begging for some peace and quiet
Tortured by deafening

the real you, be quiet she'll kill you
You, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you, you
I wish you were here
How many minutes in a year?
I wish you were here

A Picture of Me (Without You)

Lorrie Morgan

Something in Red

1991

a red rose unkissed by the dew
Then you've seen a picture of me without you

Can you picture Heaven with no angels singing
Or a quiet Sunday morning

days I'm perfectly fine with
Just slipping by as the quiet type who
Appears to have something more
Important to do, wants nothing from you
It's nothing

that you'll far 
Took that leap of faith and was caught by the gods 
Looking for the time of day like where the fuck has it gone  
Building my own empire

you'd better stay quiet
Citizens, are you ready? Are you ready?
Tapping your line, invading your mind, it's all by design
It's immanent, are you ready?

There's a devil on my shoulder
You can cry to
But can't blame anymore
It's quiet in your bedroom
When you walked away, I cut my tongue on what I

how I get down
Captivated by the lights, out here tryna get a like
Just a masqueraded cry for help

Bow down, not a chance y'all
If you gon' come for my

stumble towards the entryway
A heavy fog as the gates opens away
All standing by as we slowly adjust to the light
A dream empire before us as I open up my

Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V, Ctrl+Alt+Delete ya
Jerome gets suspended before Brandon by the teacher
And the leeches in the bleachers trynna teach me how to ball
Wouldn't

Either rhymes could be written
Or dice could be thrown so
Many years it could feel like
Coming back home

Doses of feelings big like empire state

by the SNAFU sigh of a mind in crisis 
A mighty morphing, prize fighting type of a seismic warning 
A violent force that annihilates your vital organs

you might guess what time we on, but you gon' take a loss
Beatin' on my chest while I scale up this empire, King Kong
NF ain't flightless, since 2016,

I'm counting my numbers by counting by digits
Only real day ones know how I'm rocking
Rest of these niggas be flocking
Hop out the whip and I don't have

Birthright

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

1989

This place ain't big enough for red and white
This place ain't big enough for stars and stripes
This place
This place
This place is theirs by their