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fuck up the stresses
Take breathes but it's stealing oxygen from cashless

So darling, put down your pitchfork gather tridents
And make some sense 'bout

Center City

Sole

Bottle of Humans

2000

So we live for the moment on other peoples time, which is all we have, and it isn't anything we own. 
And that makes perfect sense 'cause it all makes

You)
(You, You, You, You, You)

I don't really know if this makes sense
I don't really got no patience
I don't even know if I'll make it
Kinda wish I

the shit
Sober and lit
You comfort me and then resent
You got me bent
Just like a tent
But you the shit when time to vent
Or repent
Just please make sense

didn’t have too much sense
I’m older now and still lack both
But I like to pretend
It will work out like they said
I guess
I’d still be afraid

split right in half. Huh? What about you, Veronica? What's your birth? Oh, I get it. My birth story, brought to you by Medicaid. I gave birth in a city

Give it up to this time full of strife
Get down, you might be fucking with the song of life
Extend your deeper senses, there will be no fight

Give it up to this time full of strife
Get down
You might be fucking with the song of life
Extend your deeper senses
There will be no fight

you
Get a tissue for missing bae
All the happy memories, you piss 'em away
You sing a quick melody to make it okay

Suddenly there was light
And I could

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice [Clean]

2004

love a bitch and won't save a bitch
If it ain't about money, then it don't make sense
I'll mack a bitch and I'll pimp a bitch
As long as she making me

I Gave You Power

Nas

It Was Written [Clean]

1996

time the beef is on, I make myself jam right in my owner's hand

How you like me now? I go blaow
It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto

time the beef is on, I make myself jam right in my owner's hand

How you like me now? I go blaow
It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto

Aye yeah
Rock with me real quick
You know who it is man
Let me holla at yall real quick
Bout this shorty from the westsideeee
Took me by

when the Lotus is back
When you lest this'll be the darkest

If time was alive would you try to make it your bitch?
Would you speed it up or slow it

the lies
Look, My name is Chris and here's the story
No glory, no big name claim to fame
Or victory, not yet for me
Just a lil goal to make it, covered by

aroma, I get blue cheese
VIP, I get shit free
Most of y'all gotta split that fee
I ain't know, this how itd would be
Expect the worse, when it's really

zoos 
animals on the loose running confused 
Move .. it’s  Ludacris,  get out my way 
I make my own path , the rose on the concrete that wont fade never

You worry too much it's just a status
Do it by myself i make it happen
Get the bag now i'm swagging
I make it happen like a magic
You make no sense

Single feather on the bird
Cents that I earn make sense
In the world where nothin' makes sense but the twists and turns
Should I even be sayin' words? I

I wasted so much time on this shit
Like did it really make any sense?
I'm walking through the roads with a broken heart
Looking like a misfit
But is

to the money, to the money I sprint
Gotta stay in this condition man it only make sense
I'm a little different but it makes a big difference
I been on a run but

Sweet and it's Saturday baby girl just split like Pliers
You don't like to make sense while we steady monetizing
Got it down to a science, sit around

i'm going
I just need you by my side

What's the writing on your wrist for?
Do you ever wonder why the rain's so slow?
Nothing makes sense
When you're

nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya, how to get rich nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
All the roads and the paths you took
When you lost it all, how'd