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her, you better pass on by.
Me, I cross the line. This little heart of mine can take a shock. When I get clocked, I fall every time
That's why I'm

I'm in it
I grip it, it stiffens, and sits in the morgue
You sick of the gore
The illest to board, I'm digging a fork, and ripping a whores
Fetus out by

But tonight, oh tonight I fall apart

And I'll drink until I feel free
Change the ending to our story

You can give her all the credit cards, fast
Cars,

The system so flawed Lies stay On em lips like a cold Sore
They seasonal come spring By Fall we going regional
Then is Nationwide double up
The pie We going

no special 
I got that drip on my shirt it be heavy woah, shawty get wet when I text her
Extra credit when you pick up this work, N*gga I’m not

All That Jazz

Breathe

All That Jazz

1987

that may guide their fortune
There in the game where the strongest will survive
The weak fall by the wayside

All that jazz, that Hollywood jazz

Da Last Outlaw

Young Bleed

My Balls & My Word

1998

of a nigga don't give a fuck about ya'
Won't even talk about ya', ho
You ain't know? I'm just a hustler, in spite of myself
Ridin' all by myself, without no

will be just fine
Give yourself credit for try'n

Black moon glowin' like a sci-fi star
Coolest picture found in my own mind by far
As if I can't fall

stained to lose
What you know life in the five-by-eight?
Locked down for 24 hours straight
Two 4 grown men, just your pot to piss
Nigga, tell me, what

(Oh, wo oh)
(Wo oh oh)
(Wo oh oh oh)
(Yea)
(Oh, wo oh)
(Oh oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh, fall for you)
I'm tempted to try with you (Try with you)
I'm tempted

you way

The party's over and here we're standing by the shore
As the full moon rises on the lake
Our eyes lock and the script pages they fall at our

Dopamine gets me by
And validation gets me high
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
I'm swimming laps in the dating pool
A credit short and I dropped out of school

information
If we weren't having a
Good information exchange
You go talk to somebody else
So, the notion of exchange and keeping
Track of credit's and debit's

lettuce
I want my check 
I want my debit 
Want my credit 

What you want?

Want it all, yeah
I want it all
If you wanna ride must be this tall, yeah

Want

agree
The farmer is the man
Who feeds us all

The farmer is the man
The farmer is the man
Lives on credit till the fall
They take him by the hand
And they

Birds n Bars

Wiley

Godfather

2017

will keep going till the wheels fall off 'cause
Even when I'm dead, my vibe will be alive
Man came from the back roads
On point, man are fully in snap

every beautiful lie we made up
You and me were never made to love
Id already known that you were
smoke and mirrors mirrors
I fell in love by

Just another broken heart again
See your dreams in the arms of another man
You writhe
And then you turn and walk away
See her standing by an open car

baggage I️ ain’t got L's to claim
You can push me right off of Cloud 10, make me fall, I️ don’t mind I️ was predestined to reign
Never slow off the mark,

Yesterday got backstabbed
By someone
Who was close to me
If it's real
He'll look me in my eyes
When he spoke to me
Stumble with yo words
Cause they

Let's go outside and see the sunset
And Drive with no where to go
Daydream about the life that we gon have
Until the credits roll
Ain't nobody could

Don't hate the player, Dont' hate the game
Don't play with players, don't play no games
All can be lost, all can be gained
Don't fight for credit

of armadillos
Molly pills in Ziploc bags
The size of pillows speak from the gut
Fall for nothing, believe in less
Rather, embrace suffering than
Achieving death

the fall of the empire
We're living through the fall of the empire
And we don't even know what is meant by it
And we don't even know what is meant by it