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I bend to tie the lace, of the right-angled woman
Who moves so impossibly slow
While the boy holds the hand, of the last standing statue
By

I'm a dad, this my life
This the type of shit I write
I was hungry in the basement, now that boy, he full of life
Smoking dope high as a kite
Only

to keep up without our own rocket thrust
Will Amazon sell a Jetson jetpack I can strap to my body
For the lil boy on the potty is dreaming enough of a hobby

life dangling from a rope boy
Cuz we coming from the land of no hope boy
But whatever, cuz wherever that I go boy
Lord knows, that I'll always be a Broke

that my life isn't easy
I'll write down my troubles, make all of you hear me
And I'll find my answer one way or another
And I don't need help from my

That makes life worthwhile
The type of girl that
Worries about me
If I don't answer my phone
If she calls more than 3 times
She's pulling outside to see

kablach pcham na blok ty budź sąsiada tym
Jestem jak beastie boys nie backstreet boys jak ty
Jak gram na narodowym to strzelam co najmniej trzy

Jestem z

my mouth, should I zip it?
Feelings come and go, people follow the show
Boy lets take it slow, lay low, 'till our paths glow
Now you're talking

weapon by your side
It's our war in the end, we'll surely lose but that's alright
So have you figured it out now, so have you figured it out?

And in

me how your life was shitty without your baby by your side
Bad boys are dead boys 
We’re gonna share our share of lies 
Break the hearts between our

You niggas from the circus I raised by the wolves
& we make our rules we don't play by the book
Life's a game of chess and I'm taking your rook
It's

In My Life

Randy Crawford

Don't Say It's Over

1986

In my life what in the world am I gonna do?
How can this meaning and purpose too
Be ours to share, if you're not there?

In my life, time could

Lines out to the parking lot
Schoolboys in a local shop
Our daily life goes on
Climbing over fences to make it to the other side
What else is there

chance to say Goodbye, didn't know was our Last ride, still don't
Remember that whole night, Matt Got 25 to life, now we don't talk, Used to be tight
Man,

administration
Determined to shut it down
I attended some of the parties
Had encounters with some of the boys
I was haunted by my nature
And a punishing voice
I

next to me
We're talking through our solar plexus (Yeah)
Even in backstreets on the Cadillac's seats (Ride me)
She never rode a hack
But you'd think she

( ah don't know)
Answer the question it the reason why you breathing
Who do you believe in (i believe in God)
What do you believe boy ( i believe in

toes
Life hit the hesi
Then they don't fall from that crossover
That's Jesus stepping
So I hope they stay prayed up, I swear I ain’t ashamed boy
I see

faded
14, And One
TRL trapped in that pop boy band
So I thought I’d try my hand
Found a few guys
Sang a couple bars for the babes
Were we Backstreet
Nah

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Always been my answer
Get lose, get out, now
When I saw that other chick

I swear you're not your style
Last night

of art
I wish this life can restart

But that's the beauty of it all
When you gotta answer God's call
Our understanding seems small
Maybe we're the angels

your city with this backstreet ease
I swear sometimes I feel like the last MC
The most valuable, I told em I'd be MVP
The least malleable, molded by

your city with this backstreet ease
I swear sometimes I feel like the last MC
The most valuable, I told em I'd be MVP
The least malleable, molded by

Ah, we back on our shit, yeah, we back on our shit
Rappity rappity shit, man we back on our shit
Shoe Gang back on our shit
Rappity rappity shit,