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Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town
I never played by the rules, I never really cared
My nasty

ain't talking Honolulu, Malibu
Shirt off like Shaka Zulu; What It Do
Big visions, big business; big deals
Step on my shoes by mistake; big deal
New

Hearts and heads keep hurting
Just try to recognize
Hold my hand I'm blurring
I can't see what I deny

Wasting time
Feel my heart
I am dosed
Oh I'm

monuments
No memories

No terroir, no heritage
No tradition, no suffrage
These cuttings died
Red in the sand
Drowned by the Burgundy
Poured from our hand

No

feelings
Now I'm worried got them keeling
Got them queuing round the block
Waiting for the show to open
Got the honeys in the spot
Never want to know me now

feels to be sad
Painting on a smile like you never get mad
I love to have the upper hand when you think I don't
You're so entertained by your own show
I

Well here I go again, no control again
I was hiding in my shell but now I'm showing skin
Getting shy I would deny all my feelings
Now I'm owning them

and beaten down
Hands are bloody, ties are muddy
Who's in bed with who?
Fuck your power
World's gone sour
Now your time is through
On your knees, you're

Can't count the years on one hand
That we've been together
I need the other one to hold you
Make you feel, make you feel better

It's not a walk in

through night
As your demons
Stand upright
Torch is still
Burning in your hand
Hold off monsters
Ward of death
What you love
What you cherish
Shan't be lost

got a crib
Beat is deceased
Boy no dey gree
Boy no dey bleed
Mind who I smoke with
Don't pass the weed
Boss on the outside
Molue in the inside
Normally

give me one more kiss because

Oh you're so irresistible
I don't understand when you take my hand
Girl it feels like Lala Land

Oh you always take my

everybody out here fake it nigga
On God
Cuz it get lonely in that end dawg
This dirty money out the floors that we slept on
You learn to thug it by yo lonely

You should come out here in the pourin rain
Like you always do
I can say that I'm twenty with you and nobody else, Baby
That smile is so remarkable
I

that
Life is worth living

You introduced yourself
And held out your hand
My heart beat like Hell
And I changed from
A boy to a man
You asked me to come

Snapping on the beat you that you know me
Dressing funny nigga just a brony
Killing rappers by the day cause its funny
Jergens in my hand i slap that bitch

yeeh
And ha got ma blunt in my hands Oh no
Smoke it to the sky
And all I see is logo
Running through ma Vains
And I feel like I wan blow oh
And I feel

"We've got a mystery on our hands
And when it comes to mysteries, well you're the man to call
Oh, I'm gonna call
You're the one who's piqued my

Standing by the fire there
He speaks to his army of slaves
You′ve served me well today
Tonight you′ll feast on human flesh
Pulled towards the burning

is that I'm doing fine
Getting nervous put my hands in my pockets
All these expectations got me feeling nauseous
What do you really think of me?
Thats

a light
By right

Let, let that wind that never breaks
Let it sweep the barren soil
While winter still sleeps
Oh how it all could change
I don't know what's

When the sun come up
And you don't see me in the morning
Just know
I'm out there getting it

Eyes closed painting the perfect image
Memories

Dark figure wandering around
A shadow of myself
Profound the cold rain
That comes with it

My head in a haze
A last doubt
Do not seem to find
A way

Holly killed the joker with the jack of hearts
And then she busted in my windshield with a shopping cart,
And Johnny To's cold as ice and does