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losing steam

I gotta reconnect

I reconnect

Uncover my soul
Dig deeper, pull me up
And shake off my misanthropy

Regression’s getting old
Come grab me by

brudda smokin by the pound
Like he in hiroshima
Real japanese lil bitches
Fuckin me up so vicious
They said im not ban so i lift em
I turn ya manz

oh i love it when it rains
oh i love it when it rains

I feel like i woken up outta of a coma
like im fresh up outta of the cave
Man fuck your fear

by myside ay how I always though you
s a rider.
gotta life up my head saw me lift up my head but dey want problems instead nah

on the Ouija board still
By the main hall as before
Spirit show me where you are
We in touch with a dark lord
Threatening my girldom
Albert for sure

our greats to soon n this could be your sister brother father mother cousin uncle or flat out best friend now a days if you make it past 50 it's a damn

to reveal
Their eyes, your eyes
How can this be?
The wind picks up
You stop still in your tracks
They approach
Dark forces align
This violence never satisfied

works all turned opera
By Rimsky-Korsakov
His words take silvered wing
From his vodka gilded tongue
Lift you up to the heavens
Then pop! They are gone
Oh

could If i lift up
And fly today
After I'm flying high I'm feeling ay oh fuckin okay
Smoke it up to turn it off I've had enough today
I've had enough

of the sky
Rockets lift me up, never gonna stop
We'll talk on the radio, I think that I said it all
All in the flames we roll, planets surreal we go
We're

a human ski lift
‘Cause I’m goin’ up and I’m iced out, but I’m hot like in egypt
Let’s get rowdy
How about this?
Let’s get loud, yeah
Scream and shout it

we all share with a sense of dignity

Why aren't we all welcome in the other parts
Can't you open your arms and lift your hearts
Somewhere I read

the breeze up lift and raise
You from the haze (Touts les jour et chaque soirée)

In to the
Sun shines blind I loose my sky
Will these wings work to take me

'll see it my way
So are we broke or only bent
We can lift it up we can lay it low
We can make it fast we can keep it slow
We can ride the lightning

Someone, not won; the one inside of me
Before drug down into this world of high
Gone, bye, good by the sea
Oceanside, go toward to breathe I need to finally

the weekend and where you're goanna go

With stubborn eager men, I learn the trade by half past 10
My arse up in the air with  little time to spare
Tying steel

dressed up to a kill                     
From fairytales I'm forced to tell 
Will soon lift their veil, reveal my guilt                                 
In

know how to stop
Holy holy $¥£
All of my niggas they sip and they lift it up
My bitty my baddie my bitch
Droguinha subiu no nariz
Todos os dias a viver

greeter
Pastor sexual-ness shot up the meter
Pastor a cheater no holiness neither
The foundation been cut by a weeder
Satan I guess be moving to teeter
Lift

promenade down in Tennessee

I got no chaw in my jaw, show respect to my ma and pa
No dip for me unless it's followed by a twirl
Them rowdy boys a whoopin'

In the summer timeeee we be cold
For you niggas fuck them niggas that ain’t kno yeah yeah 
And the weed louddd that’s fasho 
I was smoking with my

Come step right up test your luck
Lose the crutch and take the jump
Things unseen haunting me
Lift this curse and set me free
Cut the thread raise

real loud
But I show up on time, how you think I got fans  
We've been getting ripped until the cM
You trying to talk business shit just say when 
cnd I

What is this shadow passing over us
like a cloud across the sun?
Where did it come from, was it something i've done?
We're so close now, you know,