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Write this shit down go ahead and grab your journal
Grab your journal
My rhymes they eternal
I'm a general
You are just a fucking colonel
I am toting some

bloom
Like a flower plot
You let me off
At my front door
You lean in close
I know what you want
I say goodnight
'Fore I run off
Grab my journal
It's my

just how I feel, yeah (Oh, woah)
Unwind and clear my thoughts, then (Clear my thoughts)
Write 'em down, and (Write 'em down)
Get my journal
I'ma grab my

have a clue
What I'm going through
Yeah they don't have a clue
What I'm going through
Meditate
Close your mind and try to isolate
Grab your journal burn

It's Bugsnax

And if the rumour's not complete baloney
Then it's the story of the century
So grab a journal listen up and make some new friends

there's not 
Don't go riding the wave they don't know where to stop
I'm giving life lessons so grab you a journal and jot 
I don't want you to rot 
So I'm

Grateful Morning
Grateful Morning
Grateful Morning
Grateful Morning
Grateful Morning
I wake up the morning
Grab my Tea and Shake
I open up my journal

yourself
It's time you grab your backpack and empty it out
And stop carrying the opinions of everyone else
Grab your backpack and let it all out
This is your

As I arise from the abyss
And get my mind out of the mist, I see the night is just beginning
Grab the lighter, take a rip
Then grab the mic, get down

Four my dreams talk to me I can turn em to eternal
Wake up then I write em say I put em in my journal
Shifting to command know I'm better

write in journals
Came from violence, acts of murder
She got ass, it's from her mama
He felt metal from a chopper
Roll a nigga like the grabba
My

On the real I can't let a L steal all the joy from a dub
So today I feel phenomenal
I see ceilings then rebuild em
Friday night with friends grab solos

Joker, what a joke
LMAO grab your neck because e choke
And if you broke, throw sneakers
Nike na the scope
Them go hear my name with confidence
Pointing

13 years old when I shot my first shotty
Gripping a knife almost caught me a body
So fucking bold, how I do em so sloppy
Grab me a pipe, I'ma catch

tiger out the cage, Mike Tyson in '88
Dedicated like jack boys on Melrose
Smash and grab, yo, this world became a hell hole
Stay cool is what I tell

The sky looks like a ceiling more and more every day
I grab myself a bottle every night on replay
If nothing's feeling real, then maybe I'm

could be friends

But I'm a lone wolf
Snappin' memories to capture the moments
And it's cold out
I'm running back to grab me my jacket

Three days tops in

into journals
I succumbed to a silly science
Making myself both researcher and test subject
I was the man in the white coat as well as da tingz in da

at all (Ayy)
Lies, she grab on my dick and balls
(Ayy, ayy)
Fucking these hoes off the Adderall (Woah)
Pull up and shoot like a basketball (Ayy)
She gonna

you thirsty so please go grab a sprite", my
Lips through turning so it's beaten, chapped and dry, spit
Back through burning I'm black too but bright,

Big Su'Lan

yeah I got a nigga 
we fuck all on yo block to see the bigger picture 
Big sex 
And when he nut
You know he grab tf out my neck 
You in

einsamen Nächten bis zu Dreizehntausend
Mal das Journal durchzublättern - einzutauchen
In Welten, in denen Wunder noch wahr werden
Welten, wo keine Helden

Pockets, brought ten racks with me to be sure
Beat, explode in the eardrums like C4
Chicken scratch all in my journal
Catch me at NRML but I'm not normal, uh

writing
Want them to never forget like bike riding

Grab the pen, write the passion
What's happening is not imagine
BoJack gonna make it happen
Make it