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Yeah
Time to live my life
This songs for all you who are about 99% there
To Happiness
Just looking for that one more percent everyday
I feel good

If I phone you Saturday night I'm licked
Told my mum this is it
No more working for shit
Bro's saying I shine
It's just a matter of time
Hate I don't

I am scared, of the time
It is on my mind

Ticking down past the line
The fruit rots on the vine
Waiting, Searching, Will it pass me by

Taken time

No fairy tales are listed here, no pipe dreams are written
And despite my appearance, no-I never got lifted
I don't support those addictions
But, if

brother, my killer?
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you. I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way

If you ever come by here
For Jane

you're keeping some kind of record
Yes, and Jane came by with
A lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear

Indecisions got me prisoned inside my own mind
Lie and say I'm fine
Write it in my rhymes
Do this all the time
Wish I had the nine
I got dreams, more like

get real drunk at my rehearsals

I sip the whisky at the stu

It's just an average afternoon

I'm lit by one shit faced by seven

Then I sober up right

but what about you?
Woke up, same day, try to make it different
Still the same view
I know that time is flying by
My days been never-ending since

only love she wants, but we ain't got the time
She's such a pretty girl
Can't you hear her when she cries?

What about Jane?
Won't you look into her eyes

my nigga time, swear I run down about the shit
Pass it to my dog, and I make sure that he won't miss
I don't give a fuck, if he hit the ground, then we

All these late night with no sleep I'm feeling restless
Want you laying by my side release me of this tension

Time stops every time we get together
We

want Mary Jane too
We can see the stars ain't no ceiling in my coupe
Undertaker, Meet your maker
Cause I kill that pussy aye
Give a fuck about a hater,

times
Honey Dutch, that black and mild
When we were getting high
Just to get by
Just to survive
You lied
So Mary Jane took your place in my life
(Mary

you're Watson
I spit flame no arson
Drink milk by the carton
It's james bitch, no harden
I chew you like Charleston
Rock it like I'm igneous
Pocketing my

Certified

Guru

Jazzmatazz, Vol. 3: Streetsoul

2000

ahh-HAH, pimp shit
(It's that pimp shit) Big whips with full clips
Got mad chicks, on my dick
Ridin by, so say it loud, in your face!

[Chorus]

Certified

James Cotton

Living the Blues

1994

pimp shit
It's that pimp shit, big whips with full clips
Got mad chicks on my dick
Ridin' by, so say it loud, in your face

This right here, has been

One Man Arsenal

Edan

Primitive Plus

Yo, cut it up one time, man

This one's goin out.. to the.. pretty people
Yo, check it out

[ VERSE 1 ]
My Main Source throws a Wild Pitch

see a thick blanket of fog slowly receding as it does around this time
I have some melodies in my head
That need performing
But finding a place

But I can tell the time of everyone of your calls

It's amazing, I'm with the girl I could cheat on my ex with
Might be using a cheat code or somethin
I

Time yeah
She got no time
Too busy working
I know you ain't in above your head so why you looking up to the sky
You don't need to pray for a sign,

said cause he swore to honesty
On the rise
Yeah it took my by surprise
Made me feel a certain high
You know I always try to see
The best in other people

feel it in your blood
Addiction is a feature, not a bug
Sugar is a drug
September third, the day the heavens converged
And blessed my mother's womb,

You could call this a rehearsal
How many times
How many rhymes
I gotta spit for you
Keep multiplying
I don't know why
But I'm still going
I guess I got