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ain't home
And I'm rocking with my crew
Just rolled into town and I came to lay it down
Pass me the 'gar and we'll go very far
Pull up to your house, take

but let’s leave
Let’s not waste another second baby
No no we ain’t got time for packing can’t say by to friends cause we don’t need their reaction

Simpson family hardly spoke
With seven kids, it wasn't a joke
Just meeting at night on the sofa
All trying to watch TV

Tucked away in North West

was moving too fast far away from my goals
Turning down a certain path where it only gets colder
So don't you get lost now
All those nights I felt all

deadly lessons
7 readied weapons
6 milli’ ways to die at any second
A pastor to these bastards, I be giving many blessings
A reverend on the track, I’m

cm
She's a close friend, when I saw her I couldn't keep from breakin' inside
C7                                        F
Misfortune makes the devil's

Radio, fuck you! Radio, fuck you!
Wait a second, you saying? ayy, ayy
Wait a second ayy, ayy
Is it radio fuck you? That's
What you say? Exactly
Not fuck

Respiration

Common

Black Star

1998

knuckles on the second hands of working class watches
Skyscrapers is colossus, the cost of living is preposterous
Stay alive, you play or die, no options,

I'll be here for you, even if I'm far away

It was weird to feel so secure talking to you
Maybe cause you didn't know me
It was like I could tell

Friend of a friend, high-school roll call
Pure nirvana, young love had no faults
Snow (Ooo)
Falls (Ooo)
Glistening
Introduced to you in the evening

like to get to know?
Slow your roll i can tell
You're tryna take me home
But there are seven things about me
That I think you should know
See there's

On second and second

It's funny how time passes by
When you are laying by my side
But I wanna just run and hide
Away from this
And from my mind
I know you

Cinderella

Mac Miller

The Divine Feminine

2016

I promise I'm not far behind
So don't you dare throw this away
I been meanin' to tell you
You lookin' better every day
Write you letters
It's

Big Ballin

Big Tymers

Cash Money Records Platinum Hits, Vol. 1 [Video/DVD]

2002

Kemosabe
Big big big ballin' is my hobby

Ten years ago a friend of mine
Brought me to uptown second line
Met meatball, nair, anglin mets
Want you do

Creator of Man
The One who is one-hundred Spirit and Man
Sing for The Second Coming
Souls will Rise, Souls will fly away...

Night and day I see the reason

Seven, seven, seven, scars
Help is sparse
Stare at the stars
Strum my vein like guitar
Make my blood move like Katara
So far I've been getting by
In other

of the Reich
But Adolf Hitler he was my friend. Alright? Alright!
And he'd love to go out dancing, really dug the human league
And that song by Alice Cooper

Father itching for a feen
Would my friends know what I mean
If I smoke on the lean
While living so much in between
I grew up damaged as a teen
Yet I take

Fade Away

Logic

The Incredible True Story

2015

way) Fade away
They gon' know my name until it fade away

I been there, I done that, done that, this rap shit I run that
Motherfucker this far from

Your friend must be bad (hey, bad)
Your hater must be mad (hey, mad)
'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah

Five, six, seven, eight, uh
Let them

just too far gone
I feel you slipping away, second by second, and day by day
Soon only time will tell if it was time spent well
And what I do not under

So these were wed, and merrily rang the bells,
And merrily ran the years, seven happy years,
Seven happy years of health and competence,
And mutual

and dive as far as I could down to where the water gets cold, with open eyes.
We'd go up on the roof at night and actually contemplate the moon.  My friends

20-story building That's gonna hurt as I backed the fuck off
Friends who came for me still racked the fuck off
I be breathing 24/7 yet I'm dead inside 24/7