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Hell is other people, so you better only tell your plans to god
Sponsored by visa, all they want me to do is max them out
I'm a real teammate, every

a quiet thing to curse his name
Cause you tell them you need help so they check in again
But by the end of the day they've all forgotten
A funny thing,

tripping, don't know why you wanna stay for this
And they say "Velle been making hits about his pain" man I can't seem to miss
Been on my own since I was

all sadness will be no more

We are called to influence music with the help of the lord
He has called us to be an example of his work
Let us write out

in my eruption
Givin' a concussion
Like Will Smith that boy been buzzin'
Gotta pick him up like his name was Muzzin'
I been out to the T-dot O
But I'm

of him somehow it's
Your voice I can't erase but
His name was the last thing in
Your mouth so just dig my grave
A vessel you once cared for now something

hand, just come with me

Yeah
Tryna tell the world I'm the worst, but you can't
Tryna put a stain on my name, but you can't
Still fuck with lames, need I

(Intro)
Konsi peedhi,
Kaun chhad ke aaya konsi seedhi
Milegi bheed,
Haath me mic wo karega leading
Taxes appealing
In the name of humanity
Hogi

Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave
Mother home, get a telegram

dealing with the hand that they dealt
I'm grippin' my strap, always got my hand on my belt
Can't take faggots, I can kill him and his man by myself
Cuz they

freaks dippin strawberrys (strawberrys)
I represent my mind in the four or five dime
Tryin to stop my ryme is like tryin to stop crime
I floats like

ducal crown upon his head

Ministers stand before him, clarion trumpets dread
Answering questions, asked by the dead

Murmex much teach, souls

Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave
Mother home, get a telegram

the truth in Jesus name!
As a candle is consumed
By the passion of the flame
Spilling light unsparingly
Throughout the darkened room
Let us burn to know him

gang last week, nigga, that's nerdy
Diss me on a Tuesday, chef by the Thursday
My next nigga got a nigga chinged on his birthday
I got a jawn I only

still get into grad school
I got the power
I'm the king of this classroom

Pay attention, sit the fuck down
Stop passin' notes
Class is in session, hold

MAC-11
I'm a young thug like I'm Jeffery
Fuck on a bitch and her girlfriend
Money be makin' the world spin
Bitch this is a shakedown
Nobody don't make

Flame Trees

Jessica Mauboy

Secret Daughter [Songs From the Original TV Series]

2016

say his name

And, oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's

words
'Cause right now what matters isn't yours but it is his name
And we just need to find another income
'Cause she wants you to help her with her

Where dead men lies I'm paralyzed, my brothers' eyes are gone
And he shall be buried here, nameless marks his grave
Mother home, get a telegram

And our host tells me I'm sick
Tentatively hands me a spliff
And I know he's forgotten my name
But I don't remember his

And I'm absolutely infinitely

ain't arrived yet
Watch me take it back to prospect
Chiefing by the lake house for def' though super fresh
Skinny niggas vexed and my box logo is

drawing
With life, venom and hell I'm sprinkling it
His name is Esial, I want him more

Africa

Quartered

The Falls of Autumn

2008

to the dark
Well, I never ever wanna
Be down on my knees
Cryin', thinkin'

I can barely remember my own name
Standing alone here in thoughts of my own