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don't give in to sin
We try and blame ignorance
Why am I so tied to deliverance
Cuz innocence comes with some benefits

Yo
But then I get ahead

born to sing her song

Cuz bitch, guess what? I don't give a fuck 
Who you think I am, what you blame me for, or who you run crying to
Got a weight on my

a balance constantly challenged
Take it by the hand and let it have the truth

Living lives in parallel
Can you feel the night setting in
Embrace time

Special Girl

Wiley

Treddin' on Thin Ice

2004

to me
She doesn't always agree (that's what I need)
I need a girl who doesn't flex like a yeti (that's what I need)
I need someone who's gonna stand by

it to define yourself
They used to make me go to AA for probation, right
And I used to hear these guys define their entire existence by their most

not niggas who crabbing
Came from the streets you wont catch me dabbin
Fuck on a Jasmine she think I'm Alladin
And no I'm not crackin or Brackin
I

GMS Entertainment Nigga
Floss What'up Bro
I really fucks with this beat bro
I'm Really finna body this shit

I am 2 Focused On Breaking this Paper

as times before
Our reality has become broken in the days
Days gone by seem to fly
Are we only waiting to die here
Who am I, who am I, who am I in days gone

if i write the same lyrics is that parallel thinking?
or am a copy, the fake that i hate
want to be wanted
not for riches to be flaunted 
but if I had

, aye, this is who I be aye
This is who I am my identity

Loving who I've become yeah
I've been set free by God's Son yeah yeah
He took away my wrongs

individual believes he has the best maps
Balancing on parallel tight rope train tracks
Until my groin split and I fall in to the gap

So only 50% of me

collide, sharing my hindsight,
I felt the rush rectified in a parallel from beyond,
Darkness entangled with light, shadows thriving gripping on tight
As I

by strangers
A creep for the civilians
So disrespectful
So-called human beings
I am the stranger
This guy's not welcomed here
Going to the bazaar

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

like a carousel (Like a Carousel)

I'm walking around the quartier,
Or am I? But who could tell (We parrallel)

The good old days! The good old days!

Montage, Part 1: Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love

Unlinked Artist

A Chorus Line [2006 Broadway Revival Cast]

2006

and praying.)

I used to hang from a parallel bar by the hour,
Hoping I'd stretch just an inch more.

'Cause I was into dancing 
And I was good 
And I

the illusion of my shadows' demon
Time is ticking by, energy depleting
Sleep deprived and my mind, acts like I am sleeping
I just need a break from this

didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am

1. I feel like I’ve crossed your boundaries
by trying to respect mine
What if there’s no such thing as give and take?
Just two lives running in

came with
Ah, I'm not going to be i can't stand
Him i can't stand who I am
That's why I gotta get down on my knees
Because I can't make it by myself
I

guess I'm never safe and sound
And if I'm defined by my
Incongruencies I think I'll go and cry myself to sleep right now
Who I am
Is not who I am
So who

'm kicking my feet up
But who was with us digging in them trenches, scrapping in the arena
Want bad bitched but don't know what a 10 is I don't mean Serena

surprise
Here I am again
Here I am again
Here I am again yeah
You will never win
Like a duck in the water
I'm calm collected, in order
But my feet

, for who I am not…
Can you see me through, these fences and windows?
I've been here too long
Faking to be strong
I've built strength, brick by brick
I