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Perfect Circle

Cerrone

X-Xex

1993

Overcome by your 
Moving temple 
Overcome by this 
Holiest of altars 
So pure 
So rare 
To witness such an earthly goddess 
That I've lost my self

a shame
I wanna be tamed
by the bad boy

Can't help myself 
I wanna belong
To the bad boy

I gave you my soul
a submission of lust
that's outta control

You

See I'm built different
Boy I been on a mission
Had to go and get it
Ain't no way that I'm switching
On none of my niggas
You wanna get active then

the fuck is that? Be real

Honestly just bring it back to the fucking hook
And drop the fucking beat
If the bitch wanna leave I'll let her
Then maybe I

think I’m stuck by myself, I speak for people who accept it
Thoughts racing like a track meet, all this shit is getting hectic
Getting tired, I just wanna

walk the talk so endlessly
Not the WAP no drama drama but I top it off
You wanna wanna be like cardi well I'm the party
Trama trama made this track a hit

offend you I intend to
You're bitch a treessh
You fucking her gentle
I hit her hard
Like my bars
Hitting hard on instrumentals
Spin in a car
Skids

special when I’m rhyming out these flows/(Yaway)
I climb all obstacles like I’m fire in the cold// (oh!) (..burn the instrumental?)
2)Never blinded by

Brothers Feel Fly

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

bumps, tryin to rap on beat
I cut your fog lamp down like meat, cut, by the pound
Heather B, step to me, with your thin sound
Twist your knobs, your

One gelato other Backwood haze
Yup
Sliding with something thick, might be yo bae
Yup
They just wanna hang around the gang
My niggas get better like

out
And I don't wanna be in love cause all it does bring me down
But you would think I was a plug, cause I always keep a pound
Okay, and every time we

Stars intertwine i don't wanna miss my ride
What comes next cannot be denied

From down South to the East coast
My niggas winning
I got my grind

for a fake it didn't phase her
She don't wanna be saved but you know I tried to save her

Love a boy, no player
Always certified if you he talking  he

on my face like Neo
I got black shades on my face like Neo
Got gold like C-3PO
Don't wanna see my PO
Been smoking with some people
Nigga you're a clown

Asking why why why why why
Oh why
Oh why
Oh why
Now i'm drowning sinking oh why
I'll be telling her that why you hate on me
Instrumental

kilt by it
Ay, and its kill or be killed
The hunted is hunting the hunter, now that's hunting forreal
And its 11:40 p.m. in the ham
I'm up writing rhymes

I'm from the jungle,
She from the city,
She wanna get with it
She spending the lizzy how much it gone hit me?
No problem I gotchu
I meant it I do
You

of one song 
Then we hear the news rappers
They don't wanna be with us for much long 
It ain't nothing new rappers 
Always be the ones who getting done

instrumental
Casket closed
I'm tired I'm wired I'm stressing
I'm back in the booth
With truth confessions
They wanna come swoop
I double them loops
And when I

I'm the kinda kid that don't wanna be the king 
But I'm still gonna kill him just to break his crown

See what this pen does
It's fucking stupendous 
So

wanna take a drive
Forget the highways
Backroads only
All by my lonely
The beats tryin to show me
Lyrics
A vision
A story
A mission
The purpose
I'm given

Yeah
Brady Wayne

Wus good?

Yeah
WVS

TMATC

Uh 
Yeah

What the fuck is up? 
I'm so driven to not be a failure 
So part of the passion dies

I don pass kele before

Now ahead of putting hours I'M pulling up
I ain't even take a shower
I was broke now am paid by the hour
See these chain

truth must be a tough pill to swallow even for such a junkie

I’m used to all these people, all they wanna do is hate
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