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It's a pity how we got lost in its panel lights
Unreal city
In this Unreal city

I make bad decisions
Sometimes it's getting as bad
Truth is that

Grown Man Business (Fresh Vintage Bottles)

Mos Def

The New Danger

2004

federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the corner's younger
I smell feel touch

the machine
That shit is bad, yuh

I'm Lil Xan (Sprite)
I'm Lil Xan (Sprite)
I'm Lil Xan (Sprite)
I'm Lil Sprite (Xanax)

Sprite, Xanax
Sprite, Xanax
Sprite,

Know you riding hot when you look this clean
All the windows tinted on the rodeo machine
Let the buckle floss let it gloss when i lean
And i'm

We took the AirTrain
On such an empty night
Past the machine maze
I never know what's right

You doubt my competence
I've doubted everything
Lost

Standing in the corner, but I haven't been bad
Standing in the corner, I was sent here by dad
His tape machine I thought I'd use
I pressed the wrong

and a man
A songbird, he's earth's scourge
She flies high, his aim is low, cash flow
He creates machines playing only death's dirge
Transform this forrest

deliverance
A machine by the name of
Alicia
Eleven months of this bizarre Relationship
She has become
An extension of me
I've grown to love her
Now that I've

Kiss mi teeth, gyal you know we haffi meet
Too bad mind, mi need more time fi pree
Champion sound, nah bodda tell me how fi dweet
It nuh go so,

a bark nuff
Yeah
Dem hear
 
Dem hear blow Blow
Explode a shot
Screw off dem head like a soda cap
Dem nuh bad a bloodclaat dem full a load a chat
Headshot

out put up resistance when Ninja mek him bomb
Seet yah know di war go get warm, yallo

Kill who? Yuh mad mon? Beenie Man nuh badman
All who bad out war

nostalgia, but those days sure seemed great
Too bad that was in 2008

Let's dance

I wanna build a time machine
Go back to those sweet days where my life was

You know how this works, right
Fingernail removal machine
Make sure that it fits tight
We love to hear you scream

Bathroom floor ain't no place for

A jewel touch by a city
To reap triumph from tragedy
Such a glutton for sticks and stones and words
Oh those words
The nouvelle nitty gritty
A few

This Nigga just bought eleven machine guns
And he brought them in my crib

Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton
Heard Nia Long

to speak
Not enough participants commodify the weak
Even all your heroes are a cog in the machine
They ain't got the matches to ignite the gasoline
Day in

industry drifted lazily into space
But the fish are still dead in the water
And the machine starts up again at 8
And when the by-products of progress are

Twenty pidgeons in my pocket
I'll reach heaven like a rocket
I'm gonna die young
I just wanna have some fun
Plently dollars by the side
Everybody

of you lying to me
Cause I can do bad all by myself
Don't wanna hear you love me
Don't wanna hear you need me
Don't wanna hear you want me
Cause when I

real
One day he went to a gas station right over by the Pink Pony research facility where they create the bones used to ignite the funk machine solar

Last night I jumped into my time machine
Took a look at myself on hash and mescaline
I thought I was cool but I was just kinda funny
Can’t believe

Slept On

Prodigy

H.N.I.C. 3

2012

pop like the bubbely
When I was doing bad, you people was all laughs
Assholes, jock off, kiss my whole ass
Mobocracy, live by mob rules
If niggas

wife,
and yes, you sexy as fuck
I think you gon be probably good for sex
Look, I'm probably gonna have a dream
I want you as bad as addiction,
and that's

(baby i need you so bad i wanna make you mine)
(come stay with me and be my solid state lover)

when i look at the time i can see it's 808
and i wait