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Don't make me the woman in your window
Silence, my lamb, our true romance is gone
You're more melodramatic than a Pickford picture
More unreliable

all night
No I won't stay till ah morning time​

And how many times do I have to say
I'm gone if you don't appreciate
I need flowers not just for my

wrong
Accountability is characterized by niggas who've grown
About to fuck up the business
The goofy shit that you're on
Cut your losses and take your L

woman my dear
Does this mean that we're in love?
She said No this is part of my job
Now pull up your pants and move on

Oh, I'm in love with true love
But

my goal
Wasn't to complete her

It was to assist her
In the areas
That had been punished by men
Whose insecurities
Took advantage of her purity

leave ya
Come to Isla Verde you're a bad mamacita
Go to Costa Rica we can live our Pura Vida
Ay, bendito, you taste better by the litter
Filling up my

tunnel vision asking myself damn is it worth it
Got me searching
For what’s perfect but it don’t exist
Since you been gone I pray my memories don’t die so

tunnel vision asking myself damn is it worth it
Got me searching
For what’s perfect but it don’t exist
Since you been gone I pray my memories don’t die so

it's four a.m. and i cannot sleep
stuck in my bed next to a naked woman
my body's tired like a gun riff
but my brain has woken up and wants to party

Sitting alone in a big world
Watching movies with no one by my side
Going out for walks, not being able to talk
To the woman that filled my heart

beam chopped by my side, I'ma let it
Spray demons in my head and they wanna come out and play

Had to tell my mom about you when you came home
Sitting in

pride aside
See my granny gave me strength, she's the reason I'm alive
What my parents couldn't do, she stepped up to provide
Strong Black woman, with

on a new wave) 
Boy bye 
(I bet I do it) 
Boy bye
(I chuck them deuces) 

When the sauce is A1 
Haters gone bite they tongue 
Word to my days ones 
Ima keep

chuck them deuces)
When the sauce is A1
Haters gone bite they tongue
Word to my days ones
Ima keep stacking
Up on a Tuesday
I’m choosy
Bad bitch and I’m

The Crock of Gold

The Tossers

The Valley of the Shadow of Death

2005

Well, it is where I was reared by forbearers so revered,
And I sing the songs that they all sang before.

Well, any woman that's neared me
Has been

Can I dedicate these lines
Art is how we decorate space
But music is how we decorate time
Every minute passing by
Ima live my life according

steeped in supremacy
Who gone whistleblow
On this Black white conundrum
Referees don't make the rules
But they enforce them
If privilege is a pie
Is you

Lesson 3

Trophy Scars

Goodnight Alchemy

biting me and make sure my bedrooms doors still locked
Oh, look at the clock

You should practice these things by yourself
I know these words really

Dressing Room Walls

Old 97's

Wreck Your Life

1995

The years have gone by now and the years haven't changed anything
Trying like hell to get better
But I'm gearing myself for the worst
The punk rock will get

An easy kind of woman drove me wild
A crazy sort of look when she smiled
Well I've seen gray my flower child

Many an hour has passed us by
I know

Sorry boys 
Your time it is up 
Your days in the sun 
Your nights of black fun 
They've come and gone 
Come and gone 

Out of millions 
just one I stood

got a man
But I want her
Why
Why
She got a man
Oh
She got a man
But I want her
I can't resist
I can have my own woman
But I want another man's treasure

Wild thing sex machine

She knows I love to sin
She puts the ink under my skin
She’s got the power, got the might
Gives you a thrill when she’s by

light by light
Lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind
A woman like that is not a woman, quite
I have been her kind
I have found the warm caves in