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she looked me in my eye, stopped me dead in my tracks no lie
She's a dime ninety nine can't believe I let the woman walk by
It was a Tuesday afternoon I

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

and I was supposed to get a job, right? 
And he was like, "Yo, you gotta get a fucking job bro." 
Things were going so good with the music that we kinda

looks like I'm going to have to re-arrange things a little
So we can experience this shit like it was meant to be

Yoohoo wakey wakey
Yoohoo wakey wakey

Packing up my backpack
Turning up the Bomb track
Not as rushed as I seem
Just stuck inside a daydream
Spare clothes and disposables
Just the things

keeping track
You charm me with your little laugh
Make me feel so good

Where do we go
Anywhere is right
As long as you're right here by my side
Everything

phew *
Ah. Okay. Things are stabilizing. Tracks should be coming in one by one.
Brace yourself. This is gonna be like no other Flip Friends or Free

been doing this on my own
And I'm still myself just a little bit grown
Got a little more serious tone when I record
And a little less energy when there

Came up
Came up
Came up
Came up

I got a good foundation
Cause I came up, came up from the concrete
Not supposed to win by nature
Cause I came up,

chats with pretty girls, then cheerio
Laid tracks with Madcap, Risk and Pero
Made a little tape in Simon's studio
Hosted some nights with cgent 86
cnd

a decade
Then break it, 'cause that'd be a waste of greatness
May this serve us in our solitude
Make good music is all that we gotta do
Focus on the tracks

kerja jadi lebih cool

Rapiin meja, every little thing in place
A clean desk, a clear mind, it's like a fresh start, ace
Coba yoga, pray, meditasi, let's

be a single track, unconsciously the rules broke
My shit too good to leave out bit by bit
Brought them asses to some water, they couldn’t help but sip

it is
I think I know every little thing
When truly I barely know a thing
thought by now we'd both be real good
Don't know why we're misunderstood

problem where ya been, man
Just enough to barely scrape by

It's fucked up
It's no good
Don't feel right like you know it should

Getting down with all

choices this year
There is one thing out there that makes everything a little easier
One thing flows between these polarities effortlessly
One thing that

to green room Petey strapped to sweaty back, we're on soon Good thing we started the deucer out Funeral Style To tease the chorus of the Little Ripper
We

Nineteen kids dead on a classroom floor.
Little bodies ripped by an A.R.
Some crazy kid, maladjusted,
No one noticed his mind hid a scar.
A community

Man these beats are sick software must be pricey
Finna get diamonds on my wrist that's icey
Spicy is how I like my meat on the grill
Thing is it's

mates over small things
All goods when it's settled with a few drinks
Got my first ink by a fella with no fingers
It's trash but the memory still lingers

mates over small things
All goods when it's settled with a few drinks
Got my first ink by a fella with no fingers
It's trash but the memory still lingers

The air just seems a little mustier tonight
And coincidentally you leave for Brunei
For some army camp thing
and you're boarding the plane
I just

cheaper than wine
I'm just a small-town country girl
Crossroads and a little stop sign
The place on the corner pumps gasoline
And some tracks where

mates
We got the game on smash
I used to rate your page on MySpace
But you never stayed on track
Upset cause your wife is a fan
She done with a little boy

again
Anything I didn't have is everything I didn't need
Then the wind whispered to me, now I'm following your lead

Those little details that became