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left you fucking scarred

Can't go back for what I said
Thoughts always in my head

Keep saying I should die
No that's not a fucking lie

Doesn't matter

fruity, by myself don't need a pair
I always hit a strike, Ian rolling for no spare
Y'all been on meat, ain't up to nothing like Sinclair
He been shaking in

Peace & Love

Camper Van Beethoven

Camper Van Beethoven

1986

of this.

left channel lyrics:

Peace and Love
Love and Anger
Brotherly Love
Brotherly Love
I though I had something to say
But I forgot what it was

If you my dawg, I got your back, we out the same pound
For my dawg, forever get back, ain't playing by my roun', ya dig
All my friends is dead like I'm

And I gave you yo heart, give me mine back
And I don't want no love
Love is just something I don't see happening
I been trying to stay by yo side, guess

on a nigga he keep talking
Real thugga you can tell by how i'm walking
I'ma love her til' i'm dead i ain't gon' cross her
running circles round tryna' make

They paid me for a pretty penny, T-Y for the dolla sign
Never missеd on a verse, but evеrybody has their time
I left my watch at home, so I guess it

They paid me for a pretty penny, T-Y for the dolla sign
Never missed on a verse, but everybody has their time
I left my watch at home, so I guess it

tough
And when they took my nigga bubs, it left me stuck
Dead opps in his blood, but it's mixed with runtz
Niggas speakin' on that name, then they gon'

Life is spiteful
Stuck up in a cycle thinking what's for me to do
Does it ignite you knowing they don't like you give no reason to
But start to hype

on road
How could this flicky ever go broke
I don't think you know
65 yanks for a kilo of crow
Big boy blades and menthol smoke
Clip full of mints to send

for teaching this to kids from the time they're two'n
Thinkin nones losin
Yet people have complete faith in this hypothesis
When you don't even have

road I walk so long ago
And I feel like everybody Don't know what it's like it's long and cold
When I'm looking for myself I feel like I'm alone
I don

rap every homie  
round me rolled in packs
Gone up the road for that
Went on the road and back 

We don't wanna just get by
We don't wanna work for it

Harvest of Souls

IQ

Dark Matter

things I shouldn't have said
For reasons unknown that I now forget
I gave you no love, which I now regret

What I'd give to hear again
Those

My life's like an episode
Game of thrones
Careful how you play it
friends turning foes
Main road watch out for the plain clothes
Watch out for your

can't make decisions, don't listen to my gut
When it's telling me to run from everything that I love
'Cause everything that I love fuck me up
Eye for

it
Ain’t hop on the wave so don’t get you no bread
Distracted by money like nigga we get it
ask for a handout lil nigga just dead it
Ballin I’m ballin

The Smog

Insane Clown Posse

The Terror Wheel

1994

Thoughts in my head
Of a dead body laying in his house for 3 weeks
Until his neighbors complain about the smell
Didn't he have anybody to know he was

Dance for the dead
Oneday you will call friend
Dance for the dead
Today you live to defend

Dance for the dead
With all your love to lend
Dance for

our love for some designer
Getting Gucci with the stripes
I don't know if it was me
Thinking you were really nice
But I know for a fact
That you're out

Love to resist I insist this track titled after all these bitches 
That have left me, now there's no coming back I'm only temporary

Love is like heaven

don't have the time to go and try to love a ho.
Cause right now I'm broken
That's one thing for sure
I'm just keep fucking bitches then I'll kick em

I got love for you don't tell nobody
Is we gone work it out
Know I had your back and saved out
Tryna play a nigga and you thought I wouldn't figure