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Yeah
Bau
Sipping on some shit that I got last week yeah don’t speak
Haven’t reached my peak
And my girl got that perfect physique
And she make my

And the more they fight
The less it hides
The truth they keep away

Take a step, look inside
Take a peak: we're bedlamite
These Bedlam walls and gates
Are what

Freezer Burnt

Broken Hope

Repulsive Conception

1995

of hanging meat
Beef slabs on chrome metal hooks offer no warmth at all
My gooseflesh skin begins to cake with frost
Inhaling algid thinning air into my icy

the winds they change
I can hear, you call to me again
You say child, of, mine
Rise, Rise

I'm near the peak, so close I can feel
But the air's thinning out

Quidditch
Down bad for years, it's distant 'cause now I'm winning
The kid is unbelievable like I'm pretending
Jumping over walls that they built, need taller

anywhere else globally, but Italy's fatality rate remains higher still

It is feared the peak of the outbreak is weeks away due to the rate of spread in

Initiation

The Weeknd

Echoes of Silence

2011

baby
Close that door before you take your fucking clothes off, baby
Don't mind
All my writings on the wall
I thought I passed my peak, and I'm

Between those liquid walls
And more than a thousand degrees
Are tidal waves reaching for the highest stone
And a soul smelling like his child

five days
Yippee-ki-yay the tie-dye mad flavor
Cyanide line creator
I annihilate paper
Need to write on rock walls like a tribe
Otherwise there’s no

towards them crawl,
social retardation larvey plugged into the wall,
the little short circuit with the still born vibe,
till the villagers circled

growing. White on my nose, and it’s not, even snowing. Trynna right all my wrongs could write a book at the rate that I've been going
They sing along, put

of you when I see my crown
Feel my heart rate slowin’ down
LEDs make me fade away
Taking dabs, no more propane
Tried so hard but, it’s not the same
I’m

In this game I stand like a transistor
The current wave will pass through me and gain potential
To break all the walls in front of our mission

If you

as a desk
I'm stuck using these oxi's as a tests
Help a soul in search of a chest
Nat on the wall you
Watch how you flex nigga
I keep it under kept nigga
This

Still Feeniques Sound Cheque baby!
Breezy
I’ll get a deal outa this one maybe
Welcome everybody to breezy’s Revealing Room
Top floor peak of high

my dome, cause we the ones that busin domes
Murder rate in my city, at a peak, can't leave from out your home
Cause it ain't safe at all, I call up,

London Town, How much I rate you
Number one spot they in a rush to fake you
Never really know where she wants to take you
Cold hearted bitch I love