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2cb all in the face I'm dripping all over the place
LSD back of the bible I got my own way to pray
Put my soul through my mind make it vibrate
Put my

moving 
Living out our lives still
In these shoe boxes 
Apartment jumping 
Digging for the green gold 
Building up 
From nothing 
These hope  
That we

on tv
Icy icy check the pricey a nigga dripping in Fiji
They called my music shit and now they looking for feces
Pray they don’t ever need me cuz then you

the forgiveness
Pray the solid ones get a chance to get richer
Pray you stay away from the snakes and gold diggers
Stay away from clowns that's what I'm telling my

WANNA BE THE ANGEL THAT FELL

BUT THEY SAY I AM STOLEN BY THE DEVIL

THE CHURCH THINKS I'M EVIL

BUT WHEN THEY SEE ME PRAY AND SING THE GOSPEL THEY PLEAD

fucking with me
I'll put a big ass hole in yo back

Yeah, nigga what? You're now
Rocking with the livest
Beams on the llamas, New York City's finest
A drug

dollars")
Niggas will sell their soul to
Go platinum and gold
I'm cold 'cause I got the
Gold and kept my soul
Drop an album full of soul
Sold twelve times

make the city go crazy
Go crazy
Me you and Hennessy Tonight we about to go crazy
Go crazy
This the type of life make a nigga go crazy
Go crazy
This

Issa lick
Issa lick
Standing by the pay phone issa lick
Issa lick issa lick
I was running thru the city
Wit my main bitch
Traphouse gon stay lit

reason
That’s the meaning of this season
Cold hands
Flyaway strands
In the faces
That haunt these silent places
City walkers
Rolling on by
City walkers
Why

all the pretty girls strutting by fancy curls
Sure is hard to do
Goin by the pawnshop's local bars city cops and people in my way
Oh what a city
Never

Issa lick
Issa lick 
Standing by the pay phone issa lick
Issa lick issa lick 
I was running thru the city 
Wit my main bitch
Traphouse gon stay lit

curves
But the one we got to observe
Always bow your head and pray anytime
Night or day whenever you see a cross on
The side of the highway

Now Derrick

Cygnus X-1 Book II Hemispheres: Prelude/Apollo Bringer of Wisdom/Dion

Rush

Hemispheres

1978

spirit
I am dead and yet unborn

I have passed into Olympus
As was told in tales of old
To the city of immortals
Marble white and purest gold

I

Plowing all day, hard work is in my soul
And we all pray at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life

A simple man raised up

I'm Just a Bill

Schoolhouse Rock

Schoolhouse Rock!

I'm just a bill,
Yes, I'm only a bill,
And I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill.
Well, it's a long, long journey
To the capital city,
It's a long, long

One by one they fell 
The walls could not control
The mob too strong to quell
A storm too large to hold

And a kingdom of bliss
It was gone with

the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb

Man, they don't even seein' them checks
But you can tell by how I spit it, nigga, I be gettin' dough (dough)
Take her all the places that she never

reaching your pinnacle
A city set on top of a hill
Rarely ever can be hid from you
I want to praise right now
I want to pray right now
I want to scream out

sobriety, I fucking cried
Sad nights suck, don't know what to do about it
Believing it will get better, but yo, I really doubt it
I'm from a city, 300 days

How do you feel
Now that the summers through
Now that you've chilled
Now that you've stacked up, and got you some wheels
Popped by the police, got

The road to getting is very lonely
I pray my n****s really got me
Cos I swear Imma keep 'em boys around me
Most of the time
Money only thing thats on my mind

Please don't swim against the tide
Ride the current that guides
Pray to God, I'll go out fine
And see further than prize

No lyin, no lyin
Lift your