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thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does

Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has

I be loving the way that you making me feel
Heart cold when I'm in the field
Rapping my pain so I get me a deal
BMG FOE yeah we got it for real

Still in the six spend time by my lonely
I don't need bands to get panties on the floor
Just left my mom in LA fully loaded
All the females

mans right by my side we hit a band and then we through (And then we through yea)
Got me some money, got off into designer
Headed straight up I don't

Stan cause she see the bands
Need a hand cause she wanna cash shawty wanna bag
Better pass me my tag, in and out she wanna brag
Living fast we're

a strength in we heart we rise above yeah

So what will it take to recapture

Now that we face a new chapter

Come on my brother my sister

The heart ah d

Formally known by the name Sam
(Beat The Beat Up Like I'm Bam Bam)
Kill the beat with my man Kham
I don't see you got my Ray Bands
Moving the cards like I

What we got?

Rooster in the henhouse, slow cock
Shit back like 12 when they show up, no-knock

Bugatti too fast blew by 80 cops
How that ends? To be

outside, bitch, I'll kill somebody close to you
Same thing as blood, nigga, red equals pain
Run off with some poison, just to put it in my veins
Shawty

As soon as I get it, imma stack it and spend it
Like joel osteen stuff the bands by the kennel
Soon as I cop me a demon
Drive that bitch off

to nod
Come around clean, come around cool, deep in the streets, thought that was a façade
I see my mom and them goin' through pain, it fuck with my

bro?
Fly at the next man's hood show (brr, boi, boi, boi)

I love money, money
Bands

My band

Had plans
Had fans
In demand
Dead panned
Got canned
Oh man

My band

I feel alone in this land
My times are falling
Like the sand
Held up by

Oh! God!
Just came back from ATL (Aye)
Oh my, Oh my Gah! (And New York)
It feels so good to be back
Look
A pawn in the city
I found me a queen

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

VPTS (Violet's Placid Tender Swipe) poem by Timotheé 

Want morethan I'm going to get it
Appetite then I'm gone and fate eat
I show it more like I'm

I just hit, yea... yeah
I could just wake up and strike all day
New racks I brought them out to play like recess
You know I'm not folding not

exits he just trynna get by
Goodbye
I see the pain in they face that they hide in disguise
The masquerade for them days that its all a facade
But I just

wake up ima keep on grindin'
New crib in the hills used to live so grimey
I can't hide the pain it's deep inside me 
I smoke my feelings away 
What's

that it's all okay
But I wish this pain would go away
It's just another fucking day in my room, hoe
Kicking back and I had to make a new song
Old bitch

boss
Take it by force
No be small ting but I'm paying the cost

Had to block out all my old news
Just to hear all the new news 
"Fukem" usually is my go

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

Dance Band on the Titanic

1977

bleach to fade his jeans 
With a brand new stay pressed shirt -- and some creased and wrinkled dreams 
His face a blemish garden -- but his eyes are

holy terrain

Future

Magdalene

2019

Yeah, Pluto
Lemme do my dance in this bitch, don't get case closed
Made a hunnid bands off the brick
Made a hunnid bands off the brick, pure yayo

Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by

I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy