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hop, party in your stilettos or flip flops
You can't stop, entranced by the DJ, strictly observation crew, that's how we play
When the suits come off,

is wrong
If she mad
Serenade her with song
Song
I'm like hold
Got my vision in sight
Don't underestimate
Power of mind
Not mine
Skilled like

Think back to my old moves  
Before I ever had pro tools a
Auto tune on a vocal 
Best flow in the whole school 
I was tryna pull through Tryna make it in

a motherfucker's last breath away
The illest shit you'll ever hit
You're gonna wish you had a third lung
That toxic obnoxious shit
Second-hand smoke in a box Chevy

Well I guess I believe in the law of the land
But what's in the truth if it's all secondhand
And how can I find the right place to stand if it's

the land of eternal twilight

Hear the song of unwanted children
Drowning the scream of their mother
A serenade of mournful perfection
Embraced by the six

When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack

children's cheeks. I would want to sing to her. Every song I've ever produced in my life. I would show her how I even made it as a recording artist in

'Til night they yearn for something; though it's hard to describe
At last they can fish by the shore, enjoy a laid back vibe
Night after night, they stay

We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes

"'The Working Hour' was thrown
Together during, um, rehearsals
- erm, rehearsals for our last tour erm

Provocation on the daily but I'm staying patient
Serenade you,  and then I marinate ya, I want one last try, so I
Ima go all night, until the sunlight
Ima say I

girls
I know they'll never get along
Rapping by myself
And now the whole world sing along
Want me to serenade her
So I went and wrote a song
Talking about

heard next to the singing of the birds
Nature's love song machinery
The sweetest sound I've ever heard next to the singing of the birds
Nature's love song

it's kinda weird

Re-records his line on RUN

Uh, that last note right here
Try to hold that

Hold it okay

Man, black people are gonna hate this song

I

radon
First, gimme ya love, Barry, Faison
It's the real Serenade swan song
Facepalm Scheherazade, but I killed the king on day one
Heritage, part

up for a change
When was the last time we walked in the rain?
Listened to the birds and their sweet serenade
Laying in the grass
Watching the clouds

draw your inspiration from
When you're creating your music?

MGK: You know, it's funny on my last
Album, I wrote the song "27
" and I was talking about

, reaching high for that last score
Never thought we'd have a song like this
Had our lives then we add a little twist
Things are different, have been ever

get outnumbered
By the days that it's been since I've last
Seen you, held you, kissed you, felt you baby
There's something I must tell you
I can't wait

get outnumbered
By the days that it's been since I've last
Seen you, held you, kissed you, felt you baby
There's something I must tell you
I can't wait

First Down
Passed the line
And I'm writing you a verse now
Take your time
If you really need to slow down
By my side
You won't ever be alone now

I'll spit this serenade
Quickly displayed, her energy is remade
A shooting star, drained by a shooting guard
The fireball, a masquerade, the memory will

wait at the door
So ambition won't pretend to save the day anymore
By any more of any means let that feeling breathe
You look for your desires well,

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks