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at the speed of light
This shooting star's like a bullet train
There's no stops on a runaway (uh oh)
I can't see what's in front of me (oh)
And you can't say

of hit's, Like
I can wait forever 'til I get
Up to the next life
Bet your bottom dollar that I
Peak whenever I write
Guess I'm now your honor like
The jury

Keep on talking don't affect me
Because of you I've been wrecking
All you do is keep correcting
Say I'm bad I'm protecting
My music I'm defending
I'm

gotta have tints, & when it’s beef, I’ll corn it til it’s minced. (Rrrrahhh)
Smoking on the smelly and it stinks, now my eyes so low you’d think I’m tryna

that's brave enough to face the music
Too amusing
Spittin mucus through the sick vernacular
Puttin entire booths on
Get free humiliation by the bar, no

there’s nothing more to me I can see 
You said stop that, baby, boohoo
Cry for me like Jodeci and I will tantalize you 
Open up like blossoms bloom and I

by the red, white, and blue
Crispus Attucks, Henry Flipper should be heroes to you
But since they black they get left out of all the books

an experience which has never been seen

Dont know if im livin right
But i know im livin
Ever since i was a youngin
I knew i was finna get it
Im not too much too

Going Down

Watsky

X Infinity

a wand tongue
I'm doing sorcery
If you don't want none
Well that's just more for me

I'm going down
On you

I'm going down on you like I like it

That's why I can't stop til I'm copping the lamb
It's obvious every opp is a fan
Be honest you know you not in demand
Woah, brodie pipe down
I don't think

the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by

Chasing gold only fools do it I ain't trynna wind up in a ditch
Keep in mind money just a tool it don't really make a nigga rich
Once you get it

Sorry lady I dont mean to get you upset , But you really brought me here to talk about your sons death, I dont know if it's going to bring you peace

eventually

Just remember what I taught you and never be anyone's bitch baby

A brother like me gave all I had but I guess it wasn't enough

Don't let me see

more like a author
You can call me F Scott, I'm going out to Epcot
I'm gonna have a good time and I won't stop
This drop won't sit still cause it's too

Germans in the shade
Only grind I need diamonds
From a distance you can hear sirens
Coz Me and NE-O, are killing the game now can I get a moment of silince

Look, I don't ever get no sleep
You want greens but I need my peace
To the point where I'm thinking I'm taking his
And I'm desperate you can call it

Don't take my darling boy away from me
Don't take him off to war
You took his father and brothers three
Now you've come back for more
Sorry lady, I'm

stop, til we've got it on lock
Imma be here til the end
When the rain comes, knocks it all down 
We gon' rebuild again
Cos we don't stop, til we've got it

Conspiracy

Upchurch

King of Dixie

2017

even call the Cheatham County police
I just call the morgue to get you out my yard
I got more connections than a box of Legos
Got enough bread to buy

I don’t wanna see you well then why you out the kitchen
You better shut your fuckin' mouth and better stop the bitchin'
I need to know you bout to go

gewoon zo graag met kleine jongetjes bezig
What the fuck man
I don't play around
I know you get hard when you drive by a fucking playground
You

obliged 

That maybe we should give it a try
Just you and I

She told me she not looking for Love it's at its end
If she get played again she'll already

Can't get rid of her, baby boomer
Had enough of that zany humour
I want her gone now, maybe sooner jT Music
Were you ashamed of your Machinima name
Or did