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an ingrate
That free lesson was a blessing
Now you second guessing who you ought to be testing
Don't like to throw hands but if ya step to my fam pa
You gonna

and occupational therapy’s students!

His soul burned in fury
He just sees androgens 
Drink alcohol-free beer
And practicing meditation
He started to hate the new

Don't peek, don't peek
Don't peek
Index fingers in both ears, no more weakness no more fear
Ignorance is bliss, turn off my phone
People probably

Yeah
Hduzzit
Free the gang
Tellem
Free the gang
Free em
Free the gang gang
Ay Free the gang
Aye
Free the gang gang
Ay free the gang
Listen
Free

expectations of what my life is supposed to be in my face
And if I don't follow them, nobody's gonna set me free
Spotted on day six
Saturday night when the R.E.M

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I want a brand new pack this winter
I made your olders them turn victims
I wanna squeeze my index fingers
I made your mum feel pain that lingers

Melancholy my ways 
All you niggas so fake 
Steady trynna reach fame 
I been counting down the days for you 
I been on a new wave 
Breaking free from

on the dick like a throwback?
Just back it up, back it up, back it up, bitch
Hold it with your index, but grip it all clit
She gon' stay for the night, in

Fumes

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

a very particular mischief,
Sis' wiggle an index if your limbs let,
Or settle for a warm burgundy bubble out of her beak instead,

Hey,
Tequila

for you to find your union
Another will laugh
Another will cry
One will say the I am in you
Is not an, am I validation
But you are free
Free in longing

Velli
I want you to hold up 5 fingers
Hold up your hand
The thumb, vanity
The index finger, enviousness
The middle finger is love
The ring finger,

organ market
So tune in
Cause it's about to get crazy

Fuck an Index
Fuck the blue chips
Fuck retirement
Fuck an Index
Fuck the blue chips
Fuck retirement

yes
They wonder what's next, I head out the curve
I give 'em my word, I give you my word (yes)
Yeah, slatt, on top of index (index)
Start

Transpositions octaves of a younger life
To somewhere more free and bare
(like what?)
Go, video my soul,
‘cause this was so real, so real
No rush to record,
‘cause

it ,
knowing that I tried my best

Take my index finger point at the stars
And make wish
I know it's hard my dog
But look at this

Mama used to tell me

Dis Bitch, Dat Hoe

Three 6 Mafia

Choices: The Album

2001

it's all to the goody though 'cause she payin' me
Free fuck for a hoody hoe, never playin' me
To the curb with my Thunderbird while I'm smokin' herb
In

Now a lot o y'all got it confused
Y'all think ah
Peace is you're middle and your index apart
But it's really them together
That right there, that

to target for free
Now I'm on, look at me
Started, started with them pesos
And palm trees
Now when niggas come through the wood niggas
Gotta know that that's

this even the organs or
Is this the violin?
Fuck it, man, they're broke
They have to sign in yo

Don't tempt me
Make corn live in his head rent free
Test

index off the trigger
As we bust (bust), us (us), we leavin' em in the dust
So keep that 'caine up out of your nose
I said my piece and then I hush

Craigslist

Weird Al Yankovic

Alpocalypse

2011

line
But I was on a cell phone call with my mother

Didn't you see me hold up my index finger?
That means I'll order my soy decaf hazelnut latte
In just

13th Floor/Growing Old

OutKast

ATLiens [LP]

1996

index off the trigger
As we bust (bust), us (us), we leavin' em in the dust
So keep that 'caine up out of your nose
I said my piece and then I hush

tortilla chips
Me, I'm free of debt, yeah, green is on Chia Pet
This is the effects of my old neighborhood misery index
Poverty at it's peak, OCD and PTSD

to target for free
Now I'm on, look at me
Started, started with them pesos
And palm trees
Now when niggas come through the wood niggas
Gotta know that that's