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can't be faked
Like future football scores
You can claim actors are placed
Within the congregation
But how you explain
Precisely foretelling football

know that you're troubled by me
Know that my knuckles now bleed

Maybe my life is a blessing I'm hating too much 
I'm thinking too hard and I'm holding

simply cannot be outdated/ debated by the hypocritical masses who 'll always thirst/ because the Living Water they refuse to drink out of sync you don't

my eyes

Bridge:
Im a die hard double danger
God fearing life long member
of the N.R.A

yea….

Chorus:
Live free or die
Don’t you know who I’m talking

know that you're troubled by me
Know that my knuckles now bleed

Maybe my life is a blessing I'm hating too much 
I'm thinking too hard and I'm holding

a Pharisee
There's a Pharisee
There's a Pharisee, deep inside of me
You the one to point a finger at the first who failed
Forgetting the evidence that your sin

And you're still walking by
As I'm left here dealing
And even as I caught your hand
Still wondering just why
Cuz who am I to catch your eye?
Running from my

Who you gon call, when you fall, money be flowing Like my bitches, hop on a jet, we take off
From the floor to the wall, Who you gon call, When you

it wouldn't be enough
I keep a balanced diet
I be eating beats for lunch
Who are you
Us
We got the speaker bangin
Watch who you
Hang with
Who you with

who's thе stupid fucking idiot?
Me, and I'm paying all my
Bills by saying stupid shit
You stupid bitch
All your friends are fake and
You do not exist
You

I wonder if you would ever come back
I wonder if I would rack up three stacks
I wonder if my thoughts are too cold
I wonder my heart will say no

of the day you are exhausted
Tired of superiors who are used to vent on you
Mad thoughts and cravings
Infesting your soul
Swallow your pills, dear
You'll feel

with it
Trust me my word never waivers and you can have it at all man
Just know you owe me a favor
Because
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I

watch for who I'm friends with
I got tattoos, you forgive me
You know I'm so sensitve
You know I'm chased by women
You know my mind is drivin'
To you my

leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no
Way about Jay so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way
Hold on i was conceived by Gloria
Carter

die
With my fist in the sky
These are the thoughts of a man
Who can't escape from his coma
Cries of a young virgin girl who
Got raped by them soldiers

It's gonna sound like a joke to you but I heard the voice of my wife wen I spoke to you
I know you know say Omo to Shan you are very fine
I nor won date

To harder

My mark is up there
But I'm living down here
Keepin it clean
I don't need to swear
To get a point acrossed
Forgotten
By some
Doesn't mean you are

to feel me inside you (yeah)
Up in your head or in the bed (yeah)
I kill em with kindness to make my bread (yeah)
I don't know who you are, don't talk to me

Come Home

André 3000

Ventura

2019

ah

Who should I rest blame upon when all of the signs are
Brightly drawn and point back to your open arms? (Point back to your open arms)
Back too

an exaggeration
If you listen, you will agree with me too
In time, we'll see who's left
Real music man make tunes that are effed
The other few guys from the scene

Blinded by all the beauty
Hypnotized by your eyes
Taken in by your smile
More than you are
I see the face of a prisoner
Who lives her life in chains

You're a liar
And now you're playin hard to get
Remember way back when
You loved me the best?
So baby what's wrong?
Who made you believe
That

a million demons 
For those who turn to ash
And if we are defeated by man who only lies your hear 
A quiet whisper before you close your eyes

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