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He run the motherfucking city
Yeah, they know
But he check the lock every time he walk by the door

Lights out, can't nobody see in
But he see

who gave man the vision and the means to fly 
Like a Bird up in the sky 

Trials overcome like a thief in the night 
We walk by faith and not by sight

to the roadside
Walk me in a light

A room in the Royal hotel
With sea facing views
A man with a suitcase
Full of things he doesn't need
I'm looking through your

at a breakneck speed only reachable by a, a seventy-something in tear-away vestments.

And so, like the pilgrims before him, Dino Sore tightened the laces of his

doin' in the dark
I keep it pedal to the metal talkin' feet to the floor more
I been countin' rings while you were starin' at the scoreboard
Thomas got

light – His light
Fighting the good fight – good fight
In the power of His might – His might
Town by town - let’s turn it upside down!
When You’re walking

They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights

(I'm in trouble) i don't need nobody else
I can do damage by myself walk in the room
Everybody like damn
She can do damage by herself
I don't need

the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine thru the window screen
John R and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light of the radio by my bed
With Thomas

and fill my face
Scene took from a pop up book
As I glide around the place
So here I am, untouchable and fine
Surrounded by this light
A rocking horse in

and titties?
(New York, New York, you know I got bitches on me) Sure enough, sure enough
Well, let me walk you through the city
(Bright lights, big city,

I don't need you boo...

I don't need nobody else
I can do damage by myself
Walk in the room
Everybody like damn
She can do damage by herself

I

the centipedes
I only walk with the centipedes

Independent
Since 2k10
Boosie mixing with the biblical
Miss me with the Ne-Yo
Gotta keep it crystal
Ballin in

when the hurting stops
And gas prices got me wanting to walk
Across the continent like Jesus in Birkenstocks
Covid still has us living fake as fuck
Most

And where is the good in this place?
Judgement days

My friend Thomas was taken away
Where they kept him in a holding bay
Gave him a gun and trained him good

The Things That Matter Most to Me

Tom Jones

Things That Matter Most to Me

1987

THE THINGS THAT MATTER MOST TO ME
WRITERS DON PITTMAN, BILL TAYLOR, THOMAS LAVERNE

Yes there are many precious mem'ries that I'd like to recall

We get it, we gotta go
Stand off center, with the walkers on sync
Stranded in the mist, uh, chalk line street
Near sight, lock tight, fog light deep

She walks alone and when she loves, her love's so wrong
She don't need a man
She won't stand by what she can't stand
Like why like in wars you all

in Jesus
What a friend we have in Jesus
Whoa

Goodnight
Man, can you help me please thank Mr. Thomas Rhett?

Freddy Kreuger

Woah I walk up in the strip club buy
What I want then I go hey
I give all my hoes the green light
Them hoes call me no brakes
Walk up in

shit 
Aloe Vera no mascara can I make that clearer 
Peter Thomas Roth help your face clear up  
Gimme head in laneige let's hydrate your face
Drunken

But I swear this bitch my homie dummy yea
I just be chillin by my Lonely
I got Thomas might just hit this bitch from long scope bitch I'm knowing yea

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

Good Ole Boys Like Me

Garth Brooks

Blame It All on My Roots: Five Decades of Influences

2013

the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine thru the window screen
John R and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light of the radio by my bed
With Thomas