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feelings status forgone

Communication is key,
And what I'm communicating to you is this
In every section of your life you're experiencing death but also

and such
Nigga need from me
Dog shit
Boy
Burn it up
Paranoid I stay by me
The heat don't freeze
Love make war
I'm cheating death daily
She treat all my calls

moving like the king of pop
What happened to him
The same way I do this beat
I take it for a walk
Aye
Moon walking on the beat
I'm just freestylin' I don't

Journa but the same mission

And that ain't never gonna change, everything I do it's all for the King
It's JFire Records, Burning Everything, Liu Kang
You

& I gotta go get
Say I’m on a money making mission

They say what you gone do when you get the money I say I put on for my people
Know I been a star

owe me bail money no lie and I hope he know he got his self a real one I hope you treat you right keep it real hun To tell  the truth I'm in my feelings

a Conflict too Crucial
True is that, gently grabbed her by the face said don't be a Brat before I tame you
She bit her lip and said "That's What I'm Looking

I remember, when we got a lil drunk
On a beach, living life and being dumb
Feeling old, but we were forever young
It was hot, but we never left

feeling fatigued
Giving everything I got, just to get what I need
Personally, I'd like a little honesty
Not this bullshit the media's feeding me
Honestly, I

Michael Jackson shoes
Doing shit i have to do
Smoke in the atmosphere
Nigga I don't stop
Cos that's the shit that got me here

Young chico
Close to my peep

Once again the sun came up
Way high over my bones
He got up late in the night
to remind me I was here
I was blinded by the light
but everything

I'm sorry it's true
I'm not gonna be doing the work for you
"Have you heard?" "Yeah I heard! She got hit by a bus
Oh wait no, that was that girl in

on pussy
Been off the porch far from a rookie
Ptsd got me chain smoking cookie
Barely can sleep cause I'm in it to deep
Harassed by police
cause we fucked up

ain't malevolent by gunning you down
That's a simple metaphor, I've never purchased a round
I know what I'm meant for, at least I hope that I know
I hope

(I've got the wisdom and the knowledge from my spirit guides
Piece of me by piece of me til I'm solidified
I will shoooooot off into space
Become a light

Kiss My Face

Spunge

Pedigree Chump

2000

care what I think
But just give me all your money, or I'll run and tell your mummy that you do
By the look of surprise I'll surmise that she hasn't got

me, satan you can't kill me. I don't care what you do. 
First, I'll resist you, then I'll dismiss you, and by faith I'll just walk on through. 
Jesus

Sold my heart in another life
Piece by piece, I was foolish
Couldn't hear that voice inside
Telling me not to do it

What I know now
What I

don't you dare bring God into this
He ain't the one breaking up with me
God ain't do it
You got exactly what you wanted
Lead me on and mistreat
I said its

give it to her

I'm too young for all the stressing
Rather be out here finessing
Prayin to what's  on my necklace
Mama said I'm living reckless
Cross my

in the bank

Big racks on top of racks, the money too fast, ain't no stoppin' that
I can't look back where I started at, those thoughts don't fit like

bless
The whole vibe shifts
Life supported by death
Omnipotent
Blackness
Onyx jet
Honest
I'm on this jet
Take lift Flying on this spliff
Don't push me
I

Jet Song

Kenneth Schermerhorn

Leonard Bernstein: West Side Story (The Original Score)

2002

Snapping Fingers
Smooth Boppy Piano 
Riff: This turf is small but it's all we got, huh?
I want to hold it like we always held it, with skin!
But

fake love, fake love, fake love
Loyalty is so rare, it’s there but disappear
Being attached is what I fear, can’t let no one get near
They showin’ fake