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Damn, this bitch is breaking my heart
It's like the second she got in she had to take it apart, harsh
So I'm sitting at the crib writing song after
to self inspired by Gavlyn
Page 54, the feeling is Weightless, this one for Katie Ferrara
Page 57 I'm Black and I'm proud, James Brown.
Page 60, time
Mariah, ain't talkin' Carey (Carey)
My co-defendant makin' me nervous, he talkin' scary (damn)
We was raised different, nigga, it was hard to do this song
counterfeit
You can hear the truth in this song
By the sound and shit
Man I'm high as shit
Niggas fly as shit
And my bitch she keep on calling
I decline
goodbye is death by a thousand cuts
Flashbacks waking me up
I get drunk, but it's not enough
'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby
I look
is good, God is great
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, God is great
Ayy, fake friends out the way
Ayy, my ex is out the way
And now I'm doin' great
I look
alone
I wrote my chapter
You'll turn the page when I'm gone
I hope you'll sing along
(This is your song)
I just want you to know that I ain't scared
band
I help these cowboys show their stuff all over this big wide land
My special skill is to turn a frown into a cheery smile
I do this with the songs I
thinking)
That nigga diss me shit go way wrong
(Oh my god)
That's what mean by this bonfire
This 808 it go for long hrs
Don't affiliate with you non powers
the same look? (Same look)
Pickpocket each other's hearts with the same crook
This life's so artificial but our love is always real
The world sickens my
went overboard now I'm overbooked
Ab-Soul, Luke Just, my life is like an open book
Read between the lines nigga
I did this shit legally blind nigga
Yeah,
mic and stage by stage
Tape by tape and page by page
When the crowd is moving I compete with the mix
The rougher the cuts, the rougher the rhyme
mic and stage by stage
Tape by tape and page by page
When the crowd is moving I compete with the mix
The rougher the cuts, the rougher the rhyme
All I ask is change
I need her by my side
I can't leave her behind
All this time remains
Blood rushin' like I got hypertension
Is there somethin'
avoid the empty space
So don't feel okay, pages and pages of love songs that got away
Muscle memory is a strange thing
Empty reaches have become my
ride, back seat of my Caddy?
Used to flip them pies ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, ain't no relation to Swaggy
Before that it was missing
Wherever you are
So I've got this simple question
Would you be my date
Writing down
The book of our story
Page by page
Falling all over
Again for you
With
page is being ripped apart by wind
Such is the disappointing ending of an inspiring chapter
This book's new chapter
Has begun
And today my soul
Awakens
on the level, I got talent you can't measure
If my fuckin' words a jewel, then this loose leaf is my treasure
Act One, Aitchison, all boys school, son you think
It was hard to spit the words out from the tip of my tongue
And nothing that I wrote was good enough to be song
Cuz the truth is these words they
Nik nak patti wack
Give a dog a bone
Man i did my first song with that nigga 2m mone
Niggas be like bhamo where you at i be like
Stfu bitch leave me
and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
The demon is here, steamin' this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out,
and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
The demon is here, steamin' this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out,
left my head to turn and look back
Every second page is anthem
Perfected writ mood
In the perfect world I set the perfect mood
And in perverted abodes, I
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