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How could you lie to your own people is you shifting me
No doubt you the most fooled
And most ruled
By stupidity
I'm explaining to you literally
No
down) (No doubt)
When I thought I found in you solid ground (oh)
You turn my smile (You turn my smile)
Into a frown (Into a frown)
Girl you promised
a goofy
In the game nigga I'm a vet, really big boss be feeling like Bruce Lee
Switching lanes quicker in the vet, n**** get lost, I'm sorry excuse me
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
I’m with 2 of my goonies
Brown one, big back, she choosy
Driving in a benzo, no hooptie
Gyaldem dig that, miss excuse me
Ex said she didn’t wanna
remind me of my mother
We drive one another crazy as each other
And we're both adults, so there's no excuse
For the games that we play with each other
I wanna know if there's a chance for me and you (and you)
If there's no way, meet at the bar and say you can't (you can't)
'Cause I don't wanna be,
I wanna know if there's a chance for me and you (and you)
If there's no way, meet at the bar and say you can't (you can't)
'Cause I don't wanna be,
illuminated by a star
The only star so large many more
To make our largest star show small
Furthermore, the end is not the end no stop but a pause
And what
That steals my breath away
And by the way baby
If there's something that I care about it's true love
And no matter where you are, you are my true
Mr. Next
Cause with the me all those X's are only followed by Os
So now I hope you see
That I'm the one to keep
There's no other guy that will be like
ninja, Mr. Chewbacca?
But I'm proud of Mr. Chewbacca
He done did good
He stood up for himself and said no more
You can't come around my farm and treat me
No one knew much about me, some shit is best left private
Spent months in hesed houses, I gotta rest my eyelids
In hell I'm catching fires, In need
handles
With no handle on me wasting away
Mr empty Space come take me
Baby, when you wake up
Am I something you ashamed of?
You think I'm full of excuses
They call me, Mr. Grant Money
Master Grant ccquisition Specialist
With finesse, I am the best
Grantopoly
He's no ordinary man
Grantopoly
He's not
doubt (I'm in doubt); I'm tellin':
3 o'clock roadblock - roadblock - roadblock,
And "Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain't got no - (hey) hey! (hey, Mr Cop) -
(What ya
even by astonishing me
No, no, no, no
They knew they couldn't impress me
No, no, no, no
They had no language known to Mankind that would impress me
One more war took place
You can call me the shit started, or call me Mr. Scarface
Damn, check this shit out
Later on, all alone, you know what
It's par for them, but not a part of me, not even partially
Content with amendments, no resistance
It's so endless, end up friendless
Independent in
guy, and mail
Me every letter with a nude signed by yourself
No cellmate, bitch, it's only for when times get stale
You grow colder when you know you're
just a run-away
Yeah you can put ya gun away
So let me run away
I'm getting out
No fear and no doubt
Just look how I bounced
Hey Aye watch how I bounce
You have one unheard message
Hey, baby it's me
I need to see you tonight
I know, you know I'm a little drunk just by the way I sound
Plus I seen
doubt
We taking our power no doubt
Fists up with me
Fists up with me
Fist up with me
Fist up with me
Fist up with me
Fist up with me
We taking that power
at the timetable, seeking for his line
An indefinable feeling he's feeling deep down in his heart
When he gives the passport to the cop who makes him stop
Excuse me
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