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I got a cat instead Next up a guy with a guitar Sang me songs under the stars The tunes turned off when the sun came up Left me alone, just me and my
the symptoms and signs Or what if he's crying For help from whatever he dealt with inside I'm sick of suppressing my feelings I feel like you're pressing my
man by The side of the road Just where he came from nobody knows He's so picturesque, a physical wreck A dirty old bloke with no self-respect ow! Oh
song that April sings This year's fancies Are passing fancies But sighing sighs holding hands These my heart understands I know I'm old fashioned
a battle of brains, a battle of wit So my man got his man skilled Alan Dershowitz But he left him out to dry, the judge was a fool Using this case
As I looking at dates May 13th is approaching A king was born no he wasn't named Martin That's my lil Howard Lamar I love ya I had planed ya
to contemplate my path again These words just the half of it, sicker than a pathogen So original, one in a million And only care about the money, because his dad
to catch my Breath I couldn't wait any longer But somehow I'm feeling stronger It's like I'm powered by your weakness When you know you can't step to me I'm
the Play-Doh But we don't play tho I ain't talking bout Being religious You can tell by the song We'll turn up in a minute I'm bout to Go Ham Like
of me And what he'd say about this song So I wrote down a conversation That we never got to say So that I could share his memory With my own grandson
them by surprise But he can do it better so I guess she ain't mine Trynna think positive but all my thoughts are lies Man I bet you were doing this for
and Worries for someone else Be the cause of the mess that they got to address Speak on my account I miss the good old days No thought about the future
leaving the stress and Worries for someone else Be the cause of the mess that they got to address Speak on my account I miss the good old
my shit a ocean This is not rap, this my devotion That nigga be cap, he don’t got no motion I’m a self paid millionaire, turnt into a rock star By
met it Then He went above His thoughts higher And they always thinking love He stay fly So I'm covered by the Dove This that song That you ride in
Are you having a good time? Dancing in my revelation Underground pop civilization walk to The left at right Concrete poetry to feed my mind nods Old
High vibration go on To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming Past a mortal as me Where can I be? Wish the sun to stand still Reaching out
you hear a real nigga lost his life right there Its hard to believe a flippers the reason he's not here Damn and still get killed over somethin' that
feels wrong I been vibin now i put it in a song song We been out wavy I want a crib by the ocean Baby come gimme that Good thang Me and my niggas we
started feeling funny, niggas coming short with money I called my son, he told me chill, he'd be over in twenty Punny, what's the deal? Niggas wanna kill
I've been married for quite a while My old man has that weak knees smile He just does it, oh, he does for me Got that make me melt-all-over degree
struggles and my pain And by and by he'd shake his head - And start his old refrain . . .
he's still a dreamer where's his wife yo have you seen her Then walk it off See I was born in '91 in west Harlem all my classmates was born on crack yea
Again we start let me say my part About the only guy who has some heart It took some time for the heart to come But it's HERE and everybody's
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