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i can tell by the look in your eyes
that you'r looking for something
Deeper than love i can see
what's on your mind
and i don't give a dawn.
who's
that raw
Fuck with this tip and she ball out, "Lord"
Buss my- in your gyal like crud
Pum pum bruk up, everything mad (mhm)

Yo, yo, I got more than
mission, doing laps around Saturn 
what's that smell she did ask, that's the Henn'y my lah-vly 
take sips and pass, getting pissed up ta rarse
it's Black
cost 25
And bitch I got ‘em rapping like December 25

I say hello, hello, hello
It’s me again with all my medal, medal, medals
I took the game
alone.

Then quite to his surprise
Passing there before his eyes
A girl unlikely, gently laughing by the shore
She had unlocked his heart and let his
got somewhere to be
Oh, darling don't you bring it in me
I'm so tired of your champagne scene
They speak of love but they never bleed, no

She
answered by the bottle
And that's suicide; genocide; all
Tears still falling while the rhythm keeps flowing
And her last name now good riddance, she
to the maximum, sax playing, lay on the drum
The Jeffersons on, I'm ready to cum
She looking at me with a relevant stare, know my pockets the only here
Could
And when I shine you shine we shine forever oh yeah

She wanna hit me on the
On the ipad, flying in the sky caps
Shawty got a nice job but works too hard
Put
for you 

Death by torture - Mother Earth is still 
Her wounds - are bleeding she kills without her will 
The lonely one dies 

[Chorus] 
I would
my sister had a nursery rhyme
set of figurines
she'd often let me play with them, i'd
set 'em up in different scenes
fifty plastic army men, led
my sister had a nursery rhyme
set of figurines
she'd often let me play with them, i'd
set 'em up in different scenes
fifty plastic army men, led
Freedom of Speech, Article One
G.G.O., Sun of Man, Rabbi Razah, do the Knowledge

Daddy was a gangsta, mommy was a hustler
But she fell in love
A censored write up on love in yesterday's paper
Left me feeling lonely
As rotten paper falls from my notebook
I had to bring myself to pick up my
Katherine, take my hand
I've got three pounds and change
And I'll sing you songs of love again
And when I get too drunk to sing
We'll walk in the Irish
Niggas know the name call me Ayu
Don't take that shit in vain like my prophet Jesus
I'm a new age nigga Christ shit no news
Im raising up indigos
So how you make it?
Surrounded by niggas who hate to love you
(Damn) you gotta be strong
Takes brawn to break the bubble
Shake the rubble
You not
take off that thong
You like it when I hit it strong
You like it when I do it long
I been through so much love
Baby you, you're the one for me
Baby, I'm
You were drunk and it was dark
The band was just too damn loud in that bar
Thought she was me, huh?
In all that racket, I understand
Accidents
(dark)
(Ayy, turn me up, Bally)
(Ha, ha)

For my last breath I'ma give out the code
For my last breath I'ma let you know
For my last breath I'ma give
Goodbye

I sent Her a letter
She waits By the phone

Still Together
Still so All alone

Wipe these tears
From your Eyes baby
I didn't want to go

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