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Yeah
It's Yung Bruh
Shoutsout Young Christmas, man
You know how I'm rockin'

I'm walking through the forest in them all-black clothes
Bitch, I

in my featherless, sagging, saffron wings,
i dance

my Phoenician, waterlogged, orchestrated and forty foot wings
wave in the air
i am drunk laying

Times by 5 and minus 95
Divide by 100 and then you can plus 9
Times 10 square again are you still counting?
I am the one I'm over 9000

I am the one I

birthday
Given support
But on the nose
I cannot get myself to make a move
R texts to ask if she can come over
I tell her we are through, I am uncomfortable

wolf
When you don't get what you need
You fuckin' perk up
When I'm walking through the door with black magic keys
All for you, seal us two, let's say I

snowing
So hard that I can barely see
But I push through even tho it's killing me
Yeah, Yeah
Vision's getting clearer
My fame is getting nearer
It's closer

to maintain or remain complacent
Due to my self invasive habits
Lose 2 by telling faces i’m acting
Work my ass off in every role
“but for what?”
When they ask

came down and came through on the scale residue and by the gram how it move,

Broke down a block to a midget,
I done came from nothing to go get it,
Get

hurt chu 

We fuck and then you dip out on me Like you got a curfew


I can’t be too available

 Gotta stay two steps ahead of you

Have you like it’s

the best, I know I'ma get
When you use two hands and a whole lot of spit, bitch
You got me hard as a rock
I ran my fingers through your hair when you

shouldn't even be awake
Hop in the car if you've got nothing to do
Nobody's feeling blue when you're at the drive-thru

It's two am I want a chocolate

Speakers on Blast

E-40

The R.E.D. Album [f.y.e. Exclusive Bonus Track]

2011

Don't turn it down, turn it up every time them cops pass
Mashed on the gas, am I getting high, don't even ask
'Cause I got another ounce up in the stash

I went to Northwestern University for two years
But it was a pitiful mistake
I was on probation the whole two years
I was getting ready to go back

to the left
Had to catch a flight to the west
Where the check, there go another M
To invest to the left
I came through low key
5 AM so the city still kinda

So Much Better [Clean]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

with a whole new hatred for blondes
But bias? I hate all bi-es the same baby, come on
Excuse the pun, but bi- is such a broad statement
And I am

going through
Am headed straight to the top
Don't need a cap
Don't really do suits
Only defined by what I carry inside 
Neglect the flesh I put it aside

Yea, will you be, be my angel shawty
I know you you feel the vibes
Talk to em
Yea
I'm surrounded by them demons
That nigga run up
Then my brodie gon

a music without swearing?
I can because I’m that variable when I do it
I dare you to it
And you can’t even come through with the
Thought of making part two

hear? 
(Trying to appeal to my peers) 
But I seem to think ahead of them by seven years
No cheers, don't drink beer or go out til I hear roosters crow

but not tryna put up a show
I'll be soon in a graveyard where it's surrounded by crows
I have all this pain and anger I done kept up inside
That ain't

to find  
My way  getting through everything in the way 
Day by bay working how  to find my right way   I know it sound cliche but I want  to be great in

the spirit of God
I am kept in safety
Wherever I go
I am getting all my needs met
By Jesus
I am casting all my cares on Jesus
I am doing all things
Through

off shit not legal
Out my mind
But I build my steeple
By myself but I feel so evil
2k9 don't know who I am
Yea I'm talkin bout you not my fan
Go for

El Paso

Marty Robbins

The Essential Marty Robbins: 1951-1982

1991

is dreadfully wrong, for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side
Though I am trying to stay in the saddle
I'm getting weary, unable to ride

But my