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by day
I don't even know what to say
Wanna beg for you back
Baby, I promise that's a fact
Happiness no longer here
Eyes watery so nothing's clear

attachment
The longer it stays latched in makes it worse and that just facts and
Grew up with so little I thought poor was like an accent
Refuse to settle back

used to pray for times like this shit left me traumatized
No longer need to grip the shift my shit is automized
Driving by fast, cause I’m not lost

a storm by breaking the norm!
Pealing another orange
Now what's within storage
Music is like marriage 
All that matters is what you inherit

turn to ta’ take pain away.
What’s there to say when music’s no longer the gateway that’s enough ya’ make it through the day?

Bottom line: it’s a fine

It all started when Grandma
Handed me the phone
I could tell something was wrong by
The look and her tone
My uncle let me know I got
Down on one knee

Does that paint me a coward?

I've felt ashamed the times I listen to those old songs
It no longer feels like music but corrective punishment
Because

Getting down-right stupid
But I am special
IRL
And I am here to prove it
Yeah this is how we do it
Getting fluent with this music
I'm born to kill like

I'm Still Dancin' With You

Wade Hayes

Old Enough to Know Better

1995

I'm sittin' here surrounded by people I know
The beer's cold and the music's good and loud
That used to be enough to put a smile on my face
But

Saves the Day

Atmosphere

God Loves Ugly

2002

a cane and asked it to be my pimp
You know, to make sure I don't get stuck up in my fuck ups
A little overanxious I was, to bust nuts
And find

Remember What I Said

Goodie Mob

Fled

1996

to eat
Brews tested by the astronauts, turn the turn the watts up
Listen to what I said
CNN all day in your eyes and your head
[Khujo]
No longer can I

still stay longer cause
I'm a happy camper
Sitting by the campfire
I'm a happy camper
Black sky covered in glitter
I'm a happy camper
Roasting s'mores

switching ,scheming, slick lines with double meanings
This is back to basics
The sweet taste of failure yeah I had to taste it
No longer embraced by her

and forth
Cuz it takes two to play tennis
Now we're serving up love off hallucinogenics
You could say our music has the stupidest premise
But we're sorcerers

Curb Ya Dog

Prodigy

Albert Einstein

2013

Curb ya dog, he dropped his shit
Try'na pay his way outta gettin' his face split
He got away by the hair on his ass, he lucked up
Now every time

you're trying to put logic in this, you're not listening
There's nothing logical about my passion slowly killing me
Can't deal with the fact that music no

and getting down with the groove
Prepared with care by the Captain, just for you

I've got a little favor that I need to ask
For the time when the music ends

I ride into your mind by surprise on phased lasers
cnd slice into your eyes like Bunuel with crazed razors
Cuz yes I am un chien andalous

of the serpent
No longer hearing the Shepherds call

The Good Shepherd can be heard from a distance
Calling His Sheep to come back home
Come back my little

Howdy folks!
Just checkin' in with y'all real quick
To see how we're all doin'
How we feelin' the music?
Everybody still alive?
Man to the right

and devotion

Never have fast hits, so prepare for convulsions
My music lives to devour my opponents
I'm putting them down to the clip
Turning them all

each and er'body on this journey with me yo, I wanna give thanks
(I wanna give thanks)
For my little sis, who is a living bliss, I wanna give thanks (I

When settling down
Use to ignore all the red flags
No ignoring them now
I don't like the fact that all my music
Inspired by pain
Use to shoutout people

Desire to feel no longer acquired
When you pay for the bills it hurt a little harder
You talm bout pressure
You ain't having no pressure
I'm sliding with