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thrive
I'm still alive
And I'm still not afraid

I
Paid all my dues
Done all my share
Sayin' goodbye
All of the blues
Now in my hair
I know I'm
Stronger,

abdomen, yes we travelin' cause I get around
Out of town making suckas bow down , turned on by the sound
Headed Eastbound, and that's where I'm found
Make

on your heart's highway
So I'll just keep a-travelin' down that highway paved in blue
'cause I'm just another love passing through

(chorus)

'cause I'm

things
So I will

Sleep sweet, backseat
We shot straw wrappers at each other's feet
Bike rides, skydives
Travelin' the world with you by my side

There

back
Back where there's space and plenty of it
Got on my travelin' shoes
I'll leave behind these blues
Come on and help me pack
Utica, that's where I

it's a blue sky
She on the dick off the X ridin' too nice
Ridin' so crazy shit feel like a dirtbike
Never gave back for the times I was too nice
Gotta

Well, I guess that I was travelin' on a plane
And all the people that were there just seemed the same
I was so alone
Yeah, I was trembling like

a mo'fuckin' grammar Nazi
Like Shannon Stewart
And I ain't talkin' 'bout the Blue Jays
I'm talkin' 'bout my favorite teacher
In the eighth grade
But if we

aviators out Boston, puerto rican beat gurus, special ops, Travelin' men, man I thought that you knew....  coo wit crips and suwu, GDs, MS, blue too, still

Ooo, where the sun will shine, I'll be there, I'll be smiling
Ohh, when I realize, there's blue in the sky
I'm trippin', I'm fallin', I'm searchin',

Ooo, where the sun will shine, I'll be there, I'll be smiling
Ohh, when I realize, there's blue in the sky

I'm trippin', I'm fallin', I'm searchin',

I get shit like taking identity theft
To the fix, I get paid by reality checks
Bitch, I'm a rockstar with a guitar
I put in work to the string sound

I just want Jose Luis money
Big Vic Money
That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's
Want Domencio Money
Black Jus Money
Boy George money you

far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe

There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power

lock sack)
Look nigga, I got where I'm at by me not by you
Doubt it, get an uppercut like Ryu
Play while you can, well you an echo too
And you capping,

shared trauma
Chicago's history of blues is deeper than any crate of vinyl

I can't take your pain away...
Day by day... here to stay
It's here to stay...

in my blue veins
I got Montezuma in the red hand
Ain't playing Play-Doh, ain't Blueface
I'm more like Kato in the hornet nest
All the best for these

(Santana Star Beats)
I don't cherish money cuz I know, it could disappear
(Nah)
I'm gone be rich by twenty five, I could see it clear
When I walk in,

tendencies when I made myself a slave
I don't want to live this way so my spirits gonna say
By any means necessary
Malcom X with my fist in the sky
Drum beats

Welcome to my new place, the mansion right by two lakes
The maybach with the blue drapes
This sound like Dj Clue tapes
They dropped the bomb over Baghdad,

“Against All Odds”
Written By: Amber Smoke


Intro:
Push yea ooh
Push aye aye aye aye


Verse 1:

Feel like I’m floating high
But my feet

riding, are there yet
Santana on my dip set
No room for emotion
In this business.
Maybach, yo what is this
All black coat, Hans Solo
Caremal centre like

my recliner
Twins from Argentina, face bad, body mean
Clothes by YSL, heels Alexander McQueen
Cartier's on my face, just a match with the wristwatch

Just Like Home

Tim Easton

Special 20

1998

like home

Shotgun sleepin' and breakdown, in a ditch by the side of the road
Law man pullin' up from behind so he can keep it feelin' just like home