Lyrics:
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
a leave an impression
Gotta be me without guessing
Time to bring in the collection
That ain't a question
Whatever it takes
I'm a be one of the greats
In
the life, life, life, life, life, the life
This is the life, life, life, life, life, the life
I can't go on like this, knowing that I'm just gettin' by
impression
Every single day I'm living life like it's a blessing
Never thought that time could ever teach me all these lessons
Now I'm talking in this booth
gone insane
Depression is like acid rain
But here's my antidote for pain:
If you live your life for others
You won't end it for yourself
But you still
shit
Oh, what a job this is
Yeah, this life we live, what a job this is, real spit man
A lot of folks want to walk in these shoes but
They just
shit
Oh, what a job this is
Yeah, this life we live, what a job this is, real spit man
A lot of folks want to walk in these shoes but
They just
shit
Oh, what a job this is
Yeah, this life we live, what a job this is, real spit man
A lot of folks want to walk in these shoes but
They just
the reason
Is it reasonable to not have one?
Is it this hard
Waiting for you?
Mid-life crisis
Waiting for you
Obituaries all look the same
Have another dull
of the wind...or maybe this is neoclassical folk music with a romantic yodeller floating elegantly overhead? Like a small gig in a beautiful shrubbery with harp
fact
Goin' with the flow don't pressure this on me
When the heat goes in the room
I'll be gone by 3
Ain't nobody be doin' it like you
Lookin' fine, then
If there's one thing I've learned
It's that the first impression is usually true
There's no heaven without you
All my life
By my side
I am a thief
have no other choice but playin'
The role of a G
This is a gangsta'z life
Straight gangsta'z life
I'm full grown, out on my own
But my impression is
I should be a reverend
She really gave me a "this world is not my home" impression
Sent down to help lost souls and fight their foes
Angels chose
imma be proud of me
Look in my eyes and don't you look down on me
This is my life I'll write my own destiny
Put me down to make yourself feel better
and worries about his situation at work. He feels that life keeps putting obstacles in his way and he has an impression that Sisyphean work is a model he
ladies over
Tell em this is Y-M-E so when you come you cant leave sober
You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her
Put her
the good kid
They took his life
She want her baby back, like a cooked rib
But that’s just life, where I’m from
If there’s a shining star
Hope my city is not
three wise men.
Wise Man 2: We are astrologers. We have come from the East.
Mandy: Is this some kind of joke?
Wise Man 1: We wish to praise
the swarm of locusts
Violating norms you were entrusted with protecting
Ask me why it's like this? The system is defective
And you don't have time to fight
desire
We really put all the work in
We really know all of the hours
This life will require
Me and the crew
When we slide to the function
We really be
ham-fisted?
Because if it is (It clearly isn't working)
You'd really think that I would have
Learned my lesson by now
But getting stuck in this rut kind
something
Real not an imagined
Fear scenario fed to us by the media
We can let go of this fear the problem is
That such moments tend to not last very long
side of 123rd St., bro'.
Bringing it straight off the currency.
Now this shit is tough.
I got this shit magic from here to Texas trap.
With the god's
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