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really wanted it oh so bad
But he always wants what he know that he can’t have

I’m not writing this love song for two
I never made it one of my big

it fell apart.
 
So I’m not writing you a love song saying how I love your smile, even though I do
I’m not talking about forever even though you know I

praying, I'm feeling so blessed
Bible my outfit, I'm dressed to impress
Wordplay a sermon, I preach with finesse
Not writing a letter, but let me address, ay

up when you're not
Writing songs all I got

So I'll be singing like
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
I'll be singing like
Do do do do

good at writing
Not good at finding the words
Not good at giving shape
To original thoughts
I'm not good at writing
Not good at finding the words
Not

making moves
I'm so good I can not lose
Writing songs everyday
I got a lot of shit to prove

Oh oh my bitch got an attitude
She starting to get a little

From Poland to LA
Not born to work
I was just born to hell raise
I'm writing music
I'm not writing essays
I'm turning heads so fast
They got some neck

I'm sitting by the water
I think it's late July
Or maybe it is August
Don't know but I'm alive
I'm not writing this for lovers
I'm not writing this

Too hot
Racks on yo head, don't get dropped
I set the pace and these niggas mock
Too far ahead I'm a shooting star
Too hot
I can not stop writing

Nothing If Not Writing Time

Petra Jean Phillipson

Notes on Love

2005

not writing time
I'll take a piece and then I'll hide it away to make sense of another time

I feel so much even what dead people could feel
I lie

what's after
She hitting my phone but I won't sweat her
She wanting to come back cause I'm doing better
I'm not typing a text, I'm not writing a letter

hype man (yea)
Shawty wanna get fly, not if spend
Woo, woo, woo, woo (skrrt)
Huh, screaming til I get the coup (yeah)
Niggas not writing, just lying in

asleep

I'm not, I'm not writing you off
And I never will
Find me, find me at Mount Misery
If you'd like to finally burn the kill

Brown recluse bite
Hey

Summon the dead imma lose it
Cut up my veins, you won't do it
I'm wasting my time
Not writing these rhymes
I'm down on the ground looking stupid

official
I'm not writing my initials
With the letter of your last name
But we still kiss though
Just friends with beneficials
So come my way, yeah
Come

to the bone, under my skin and my clothes (I know)
I just been righting my wrongs when I'm not writing these songs (I know)
I just been swiping my phone, living

I'm just tryin' to figure out if I like you 
Or if I just don't like being alone 
I'm not writing back to protect you 
From my indecisive pattern

My life is a movie
I just Dey my room
If I am not writing music
I Dey watch cartoon
I can be Huey or Riley
E just depend my mood
I love playing

many times did you say you were wasted
When you wasted all my time
Take me back into the days of the hollow
I'm not writing a new report
How many times

only gave into wealth as a loner
Alone is all I want with you
Let the fire burn on slower
'Cause these lies don't tell the truth

I'm not writing no love

where my morning starts

My blood shot eyes in the sun rise, a requiem to the night before

and I'm not writing songs about you anymore

everyone in this

to relax, not writing lyrics
I just want to relax, not writing lyrics
I just want to relax, not writing lyrics

4:30 am all of a sudden, yet again
The night

im not writing 
I let my feelings go, things you ain't know 
Call me up i'm still gonna blow
You all know say i stay on road, get a bag 
Every day

Melting City

Between the Buried and Me

The Parallax II: Future Sequence

2012

My propulsion from their pain
Faceless in a sea of space
My propulsion from their pain
Frantic writing
Not meant for my eyes
Frantic writing
Not