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LyX (styled as LYX; pronounced [ˈlɪks]) (Based on 3 developers, they say it can be pronounced "Licks", "Lucks" and "Leeks") is an open source, graphical user interface document processor based on the LaTeX typesetting system. Unlike most word processors, which follow the WYSIWYG ("what you see is what you get") paradigm, LyX has a WYSIWYM ("what you see is what you mean") approach, where what shows up on the screen roughly depicts the semantic structure of the page and is only an approximation of the document produced by TeX. Since LyX relies on the typesetting system of LaTeX without being a full-fledged LaTeX editor itself, it has the power and flexibility of LaTeX, and can handle documents including books, notes, theses, academic papers, letters, etc. LyX'… more »

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Losing my mind I feel like a lost soul
My vision tainted by these dreams, I can't let go
Now it's me and my problems locked in a dark room

These drugs been fucking with my health, but I've been on that
What you gon' do when I get gone and I can't call back
I miss you so much that I can't help but just fall back
This shit too crazy, talk to a mic more than my own dad
This shit is more to me than music, I ain't going back
When I was down bad on my ass, this shit was all I had
Told mama I'ma go get to the racks, I'm finna bring her a bag
Getting this shit straight out the rags, I'ma be popping them tags

I know I be talking my shit
Can't give a f*ck about a hoe bitch
I hope my girl listen to this shit
I can't wait to give you my kids
Dropping them off at school in a Benz
That's the life I wanna live
Looking back on everything that I did
Thinking about which house I wanna get
One by the lake, one by the beach
One by the coast, one by the trees
One in the country, one out in Greece
Anything that you want, tell me what you need
Sit back, kick back, I'll massage your feet
With a glass of wine and a whole lot of weed
Come and find out and see what I mean
I'm trying to spend time with my mom before she gone
Man, I hate thinking about it
But that's just life and I gotta know
I just hope I got something to prove
Before that time comes and I give her back what I owe
That shit be making me sick, man, but that's just how it go
I be fighting my demons, but these feelings hard to control
From being alone so much, I started talking to myself
That's why I make songs
Started selling weed and pay for food
Man, I'm tired of being broke
I made a blanket out of my problems
Bitch, I was tired of being cold
I'll be swimming in shit, I ain't talking aquatic
Bitch, I'ma get it on my own
When I'm popping my shit, bitch, you better be quiet
Because you ain't with me in that hole
I be in a SRT in the south side
I be fucking up the road
Go back to my city
Just to go shit on the people that hated at home

These drugs been fucking with my health, but I've been on that
What you gon' do when I get gone and I can't call back
I miss you so much that I can't help but just fall back
This shit too crazy, talk to a mic more than my own dad
This shit is more to me than music, I ain't going back
When I was down bad on my ass, this shit was all I had
Told mama I'ma go get to the racks, I'm finna bring her a bag
Getting this shit straight out the rags, I'ma be popping them tags

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