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rappers
All of y'all under me rappers
Y'all need the God
Need a day to relax, get a massage
Al Jarreau on the track, Al Jarreau of rap
Made the Mets

a terrier
It's Jan twenty-four, this track's an Aquarius
See a star sign when I'm pointing and pairing yous
Like, uh, okay
Rich or six feet down by forty
You

Now I will start this out with a little twist
Just flow to the groove don't resist
Let go of the feelings once pissed
By an angel you will be kissed

connection 
But I can't change the direction 
So I keep scrolling along. 

I spent my Sunday buying clothes that I'll outgrow 
This jacket sewn by children out

road
He was showing me some deer tracks point down trails.
Teaching me some lessons through the stories he tells.
He said hurry up boy this where we go

are fighting for scraps
Time stopped us dead in our tracks
Don't be fooled by innocence
Wander through the smoke
Don't stop to take it in
I'll pray for

be sickly

Or let your lead spread incredibly quickly

I move bravely, traveling on a horse

On a battle field surrounded by the lost

Of those who

daylight
I roll my weed up and I stay high
Leavin haters by the wayside
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness

on virgin
I'm feeling my thumb in her asshole, slut
What you play now, won't play well tomorrow
You best borrow that saying when you facing what's broad

now I'm all grown up
Defeat Ganon, and have the game all sewn up
Hold up, ain't nothin' like the feeling you get
When you ridin' off on horseback into

rose over the land, burning all of the seeds that I'd sewn 
I felt a part of me burn, shading my bones to its darkest tones 

Suddenly all turned

Became addicted to fun,
We would fight with our hands,
Never needed a gun,
We would gladly,
Chill in the house,play mom and daddy,
The greatest feeling was

Forgive me if I'm emotional
Y'all could hate me when I'm emotionless
Cold as winter froze in the cobras hiss
Sewn now I reap the mold of the homeless

Feeling wave, got the vibe from the eighties
Every nigga here hate me, ask me if I give a fuck yeah 
Try to save me, what you tryna tell me lady
Have

Now

Negativland

Guns

1992

been ignored"
"I, I like the, the feeling of, of the machine gun in my hands"
(Aaahhh.)
"you know, I, I
 like the, the feeling of, of the machine gun

urban rhapsody
Masturbation
On track, caught feeling myself like, "Pfft
I’ma motherfucking rap so deep, but…"
Rodan on your mind
He’s the Ruler Of Day

don't know how long I can go on just thinking of you
'Cause it splits me in two
I'm fine by myself but since I dove into you
all I wanted was for us