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you say in yo songs be cap
Feeling like money mitch in the beamer
Dark tint can't see ya 
Gone

Going out sad, going out sad aye
You going out sad, you

Back breaking labor's allowed, I am the emperor clown
You try to destroy me? Unbelievable story
Slaves and peasants abound, they make up all of my

See through the years, I watched niggas live and die
Its social genocide and I been barely getting by
I had two jobs and ain't got shit out here to show

one another against each other but denying it
You're buying what they're selling and it's sad I feel bad for you
But it won't change the love that I

died yeah)

Fallin to the bottom of hell
Nobody wishing me well
I'm all alone by myself
They dead to me and I can still fuckin smell

Their corpses

the nihilistic type
I'm 907 ride or die die die
Ride or die
Keep the blade by the pipe
AK goonin outta sight
Us northwest boys we hit it right

God damn
Wait

the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their

the ashes
Think my hearts not elastic
I'm just consumed by my sadness

It's not fucking pleasant 
And i feel like a peasant
But my momma taught me better
I'm

This four minute song went by to fast
Don't make me sad
I really want to be happy
I choose to be happy
Don't make me sad
I really want to be happy
I

Hey Jude [Remastered 2009]

The Beatles

Past Masters, Vol. 2

1988

Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey Jude,

There'll be sad songs to make you cry, love songs often do,
They can touch the heart of someone new saying I love you, I love you.
I often wonder how it

singing a song
About the bushes by the gas pump gone to flower
And a constant star collides
About a sad man saying they've forgotten how
And the baby

The River

Eno/Cale

Wrong Way Up

1990

the waterline.

Vague, the song of the night.

Innocent to all the peasant gods with you,
So, we drink to be renewed.

On the long, deep river
Where

Who I'll Never Be

Atmosphere

The Family Sign

2011

write without me,
Just another sad song to me.
And every song you write without me,
Sound like who I'll never be.

She picked up her instrument

Her songs to no-one but him
Could be a love song
Could be a sad song
Could be a good song
Could be a bad song
Could be a slow song
Slow and sentimental

the way you got me
So come on
And I know we gotta get this back
To where we belong
And by the time you hear this song
You'll be coming on home
Hate being

You'd think that by now I'd learn
This whiskey's gonna burn
But I still drink it
And with every damn word
This old Whitley song hurts
But I

Come along
Since you've been with me
I didn't write sad songs
Since you're with me it's art
And since you're with me
I can say I truly do this by

destined to be bested by 
Somebody who invested in them self and never settled 
In their adolescence, humble as a peasant 
But got blessings like

a peasant in the presence of a god
Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs
I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK
Young OutKast, bitch I'm

it's crazy how time flies
Cause even when I see you I just keep it pushing in the whip like I did a drive by
fuck the past I live in the present
I'll

want you anywhere near my children

Brain aneurism, I can turn you to an omelet
I'm making so many enemies, cause I'm making the songs by the dozen (whoo

of their cerebellum that prevents
Extortion of wanting inhalants influenced by
Foreign, public figure peasants who think they are
Soarin' like they're in

Will you stay with me until the end
Pull me close to you when I'm sad
Grab me by the hand and I'll be okay

Ooh, I'll be okay
Will you stay with me