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booth
Be Alicia need those keys to your heart boo
Ugh
You're happy, got me feeling nappy
Combing up your hair, make me feel like Mike Wazowski
Carry up

and the cold wind sings 
I'm pulled by guitar strings, they open up my wings
I'm flying over piano keys, I'm orchestrating winds
I'm jumping over piano keys, I'm

can be my down bitch, poppin' pills out in Ibiza
My bitch bad, look like Alicia
Keys to the lamb, you know I need them
Start her up and get her gone

grand piano, baby grand pianos do not fit in New York city apartments. My dad was excited. My mom was pissed. To this day she's still pissed because they

off the page of my obituary

If life is black and white like piano keys, i'll add color by playing until my hands bleeds
If life is black and white like

and headlining Saturday Night
Live's season premiere in
September throughout this period he
Has also been handling
The reverberations of something
He revealed

To move up in this life ting
People, we deciding
Love to the most high king
We irie when we vibing

Whiskey music, how we do it
I play the piano keys

History of Rap

Jimmy Fallon

Blow Your Pants Off [Deluxe Version]

2012

town, that digs on me/ 

Jay-Z feat. Alicia Keys 
-???Yeah I???m up at Brooklyn, now I???m down in Tribeca/Right next to De Niro/But I???ll be hood

help us, come on

Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're wrong

Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us, together we can all be strong

P Diddy:

father

P Diddy:
Father help us, come on

Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're wrong

Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be

help us, come on

Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're wrong

Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be strong

P Diddy:

help us, come on

Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're wrong

Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be strong

P Diddy:

that ain't it
I live in abundance baby
They comin by the load

Fuck these niggas
They'n spendin no money
Ain't neva bought shit
No moral code
I can write

Trap Funk

Migos

Yung Rich Nation

2015

put the fork in the trap
Same keys you're here playing on the piano
I got them wrapped up in saran wrap
Got a plug, got in Moscow with the act

the sunset in the keys
Or we can meet in New York City
In the glow of Broadway lights
Doesn't matter where we end up, long as you're by my side

Will you meet

miserable
When we squeeze we seize what Almost feels fictional
Usually these things are always just additional
No Alicia keys, But Lets do the unthinkable

wrong

Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be strong

P Diddy:
United we stand, divided we fall

N'Sync: (J.C.)
Oh you know

help us, come on

Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're wrong

Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be strong

P Diddy:

get to write
I started mine many years ago
Sitting at my old piano

Now a few years later
My piano's in a back room
Out by the garage
Still horribly out

roads
Live your mistakes and make up your own breaks

They traveled this country from L.A to Maine
Seattle and back to Key West
Through hundreds of gigs

to live

I been traveling long
Night looks like the dawn
Don't know where I belong (But I'm gon' live)
I can see who you are, in the heart of the stars
Your

me who I am
Tryna send a nigga home, grand slam

Guns gon' put you to sleep, stance
I get nervous when I see a white van
Live by the store, die by

AK's like Alicia Keys abbreviated
And nowadays niggas stand behind
Em like Clive Davis clyde Drexler
Before the hood got dribbled niggas
Right up

The piano keys are black and white
But they sound like a million colors in your mind

Should we act on a blame?
Or should we chase the moments away?