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and at the end
The audience can give it a little go
But let nobody know or else
They will come and arrest me
When go on the screen this Friday
By the way, these
of the Looms
Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip?
Or just another fruit in this room?
It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me
my rage and violence
In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters; far from bitches
Help me raise my black
a wish
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on, make a wish
Little boy, little girl
You defining this pearl
Put your hand in a curl
You could touch
Can't leave with less than a G
I'm scopin' out some more talent
Needs some new queens for my palace
The more ones that I just grab
They hated
a ten sack
Man, just call me amphibious
Submerging so deep yanking curtains on these idiots
Walking 'round oblivious more than annoying
Everywhere I
ain't really a big drinker
Little chain pop out that pot, sneaky link yeah
Try to touch her, you really gonna feel this heater
Cause I ain't never had
I'm reading
A little less take it day by day
A little more like I've been thrown in the deep end
A little less quiet are the hours
It's just for you,
anyway
Truth is the new hate speech anyway
Babylon gonna fall anyway
All that bs, just let go
Just talk less cause you gotta do more
Just do you but you
keep telling me I'm a be famous
Supporting me hopin that I'm gonna make it
That shit make me feel like a little less crazy
I hear every word it help me
(more clapping). I was in there in the room, you know, before we came out here, and he said to me, I said, Ro should I change? And he said, Yeah. So I
There's little more to say about it
In the hall below
There was a letterbox too small to hold a letter
There was an electric bell
But it could not make
chose me
To witness Your glory by being made Holy
You know me, my ins and outs
You calm all of my anxieties and end my doubts
Thank you to the Holy Spirit
Of listening to the sound of my tears
(Turn around) every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
(Turn around)
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes
I'm a low brow but I rock
back
I know this is love
Watching all my walls fall on their own
When you touch me like that
I feel less alone
I feel less alone
I feel less alone
I
can eff with me
Tell y'all to eff with me
Jumpin' out the Caddy, uh
Just got my dick sucked
The little homies called
They said, "The enemies done
to get somewhere that's real and pure and true and eternal"
"Toby can you go with your boy?"
"Let's go"
Father God, I am clay in your hands
Help me
been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake
you please just listen to
Me here right now?
Before you blow my candle out
‘Cause if I had a second time around
I would turn it all around
If I had
crying in your room
What’s wrong now?
Piece of shit, shitty songs now
Not a dick so where you fall now?
Scared little boy, who you call now?
Burden-ass
wit dem
No more 'cause we rough ridin'
Get it out ya head now
LOX is back now
Show a little love now
Pump it in the club now
No we ain't, wit dem
No
respect
Unto men, we reciprocate your respect
Shout out to women who still summit to their men
Big ups to good men, shame on bad men
Bor bor bor bor boys
and the wonderful ways that we were able to understand each other
And find out about each other
We got to know each other little by little living very close in
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