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advice
Every wrong I ever did, I'ma make it right
Hope God got forgiveness for the ones who took a life
I'm tryna see the light, cause I was livin' in

Mane I've been a victim of this criticism and this scrutiny
This life's so repetitious, I'm just tryna live it truthfully
You ain't beneficial it

keeping cool
Want my hands on it
But can't tell when I do
When I do, sublimated
Now a part of the room
And love is in the air
Moving to the music I make

Everybody left my life with the door wide open
Hope for a text from the next taking that X to try coping
Grinding the music, I just wan't to make them

Though I been struck with a lightning
Straight above the stars
I'm talking atonement, I been anointed
Saved by His grace and washed in the blood
I guess

remains 
A deep sens of what means to be friends 
For every rains we had a roof over our head
A decade of smile
Ten years of music
Many hopes, some fears

horizons blurry, the further I go, the more blurry it becomes
Tom MacDonald n' Knox Hill's music cure me of my contaminated
Ears from these songs bumpin'

did the best he could 

One day he lay that cotton down 

cnd bought a train ticket north 

Chasing that sound he heard 

Down on music row 



Bobby

Seize the Day

Words and Music by Cedric Stout

Verse 1

When you look around

See the tears falling down

In a world so cold

Where there seems

and listen to some music
And do some riding in your car
And we could open all the windows
I want to find out who you are

I'm gonna be tied up in my life again

and listen to some music
And do some riding in your car
And we could open all the windows
I want to find out who you are

I'm gonna be tied up in my life again

Alright, he say he got something to say
Come on
This is Ray Otis
Got something to say

What's good? We live on this motherfucker
Aye man, I just

royalty
These scammers try to pay, with exposure. Bitch where my royalties?
Live by four simple words, "fuck you, pay me"
The abstract villain, nigga, QU,

stuff
Ain't learning enough for my GCSEs, Best hope that my music coming in clutch
One time that I get this, Constantly telling myself don't fuck this up

in the basket was the last pick 
ct the back of the class
Hearing nothing but the clock tick
What's you doing?
I make music
People look at me sceptic

and devotion

Never have fast hits, so prepare for convulsions
My music lives to devour my opponents
I'm putting them down to the clip
Turning them all

With you sitting by my side

Abbey Road
The music playing
See the lights on yellow lines
And the moment
We stop leaving
That's when the day finally

Fuck Zen Fuck Zen
Tryna out me but I know where you live
Neo ain't coming back back that boy fucking dipped
And you hang around a 14 year old kid

Okay genuinely guys, this time
Stop fucking around
I know we all wanna have fun
We're all a little under the weather
But Mountain Music Festival is

All them stripes I done earned
It's no wonder I bring thunder, had your mother buying urns
My older brother had felt smothered by the feds and had

remember it
Slowly climbing a ladder to the sky of where forever lives. 
Carborator stained cuz the driver let it idle
Passenger up in the back thinking

I Need a Friend Who Never Sleeps Copyright 2024
Music and lyrics by Victor Stevens AKA VillageVic

Trouble, trouble, worry,
I just can't take it all

(Feelin' myself, really feelin' my)
Self
Clean cut, you could tell by the fade
She lookin' good, and I hope I get laid
Check came, man I'm tryna get paid

But every time I speak, I speak with attitude
If it wasn't for the music, I'd live with no vanity
Tryna make some money, help my girl and help my family