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bloodstained
With the people who made that stand
For fighting not burying thier heads deep down in the sand
But this fight is far from over
Lands end right down

Cross My Heart

The Genius

Caught Up [Clean]

1998

start to 
Bore me 

I'm getting sleepy  I need some coffee, me and my wu-bandits 
We carry niggas deep in the canvas, body bandage, like some mummies

Young Nab, baby
Uh, give a fuck what it
I ain't takin' no
Yeah, uh, yeah

Fuck what it cost, I ain't takin' no losses
Zoomin' in a saucer, that shit

Sitting here depressed and it's borderline pathetic 
I was with her when she put a knife in her neck
But now regret the sound imbedded in brain waves

Neon Heart

The Boomtown Rats

The Boomtown Rats

(My pants are tight)
There's a price on their hearts you can't fail to afford.

Drink to the bitch and we'll dance for a while
If you can't do

you so
I tell you all the time with my eyes

You engulf my heart like a fire in a park
Where the school girls pick petals and
Cross their hearts
Too

(Mason)

Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause

pavement

We march about gun control
But there's other weapons you know

We should focus on what corrodes
In the hearts of the broken souls

To prevent those

of lifting they Just push away
U start to realize what is really fake around us the album ends up floundering emotion is surrounding
The sputter in the mud

winner
But your off season
Has been all season
And that 7 song album all felt like teasing
Will they believe in me
Or will they all be leaving
Cause y'all

swinging
Variety, Arsenic, the way I act up
Snactch up the beat like vandal
Hold up
Handle like it's in the hands of Christ
While they chained by their

This rap shit is easy, just keep repeating the same words that have a different meaning, like

Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it 
Fuck it

Or throw in

what do we say about white women?
It's okay to break their hearts as revenge for slavery, exactly my nigga

were my girl

Boys on the block are either
Getting their blocks shot
Or their shots blocked, they all suicidal
In the gym
In the streets it doesn't

feels like I am surrounded by a bunch of robots 
Sometimes i wish i was logic or kdot 
I could have the whole world 
By side 
Getting played by ugly god

This go out to all the people that got their heart broke
Peace Out

Tell Me really what you want yea
Tell me really what you want yea
Tell me what

say shit like a mannequin
Front Porch Music
Front Porch Music
Fuck it I’m going back in
Barely had a dollar and dream now I got 3 albums that fire man

on their mission, fishing through all their decisions
My acquisition in lyricism is all I've got to make them listen
Acquisition in lyricism, all I've got

heard the stories of the
Ones who come from above
And how their happy hearts are full
Of something we call "LOVE"

I think a psychopath might
Be living

befriending chatty
Bratty flowers i've heard the stories of the
Ones who come from above
And how their happy hearts are full
Of something we call "LOVE"

I

talking about a dildo 
Dem  girls need saving, ain't tryna be their hero 
Way you shake to the beat, got me peeking 
How you fit in dem jeans? Got me

Ridiculoid

El-P, Cannibal Ox

All Tomorrow's Parties 1.0: Tortoise Curated

know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)

When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying

Yeah woah, Cudi
Yeah
It's summer time, Cudi vibes, when my minds right, go for the goal line
Juke by the nay sayers and the two times
Leave 'em in

These dreams in my heart imma give em life
All my people feeling lost imma give you light
All my brothers that done passed imma give you life 
My