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ain't finna pass me by
Slow up, I ain't mean that so what
You ain't gotta ask me why
Grow up, 'bout time that you own up
Talking 'bout let's rewind
Roll

evil thoughts
And I'll turn them into poetry
I do this for the ones that feel alone
So if I pass you up then pardon me
'Cause you're a part of me
I try

jackin' the style
Every month a new battle royale, slow down

Twitch overrun by -hold it down now
There's games, see 'em loading up in the background
I

since then I been knowing
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
Cause I stay shooting at marks
Get twisted up in police reports
Since the cradle, I've been

Somebody Always Paints the Wall

George Jones

You Oughta Be Here with Me

1990

make my mark
Somebody always paints the wall.

Every time I think I'm off and running
I'm barely up to a crawl
Every time I get a leg up

I aint got it all together by a lot
But imperfections qualify me for the spot
Another day another mercy knuckle up
I know that God still cookin' up

won't ever judge I gave the killers hope
I was never poor I was just broke
Looked up to gangsters ain't no role models
Dove in headfirst with no goggles

came and switched up my flow
Now I'm alive, his grace is like a melody, changing my tune
No longer defined by the things I once pursued, Jesus switched

Lonesome Cowboy Nando

Frank Zappa

You Can't Do That on Stage Anymore, Vol. 6

1992

hurt.

Jimmy:
Come on in this place
An' I'll buy you a taste.
You can sit on my face.
Where's my waitress?

Mark & howard:
Burtram, burtram redneck!

nurtured up to his relic age. 
Grandgoth

I was made of the ones who perish
And who any of those who want to dare wish

Off is on
And I'm going in headfirst

really fucked with me
I am not enjoying my come up
And Boy it's fucked up
I question if I am someone
I'm looked at strangely by loved ones
You don't even

while I'm shifting gears
Cops chasing tryna mark us but
We ain't playing gears
Freeze hands up like I'm about to cheer
They stole my heat the way
Miami

went up to Vermont
I crawled back to Austin to make a brand new start
Without you by my side
I can't believe how stupid I behaved and now you're gone
You

good God! Good God!

What is this? I can't stand it

You just warm me up
Take it to my pocket please
Take it to my hometown
Take it to my strawhat

They

So much more than
What they ever could've made me
So much stronger
Than the ones who had to break me
So much more
Than the examples that they gave me

yo we tryin' ta live it like love, peace and happiness
You know I'm sayin', word up

I'm growing up in the ghetto
And there was nobody happy
And my

mark ass niggas
My eyes locked into the sky
Wondering what's beyond
Got the boat out here floating just sailing
The takeover bitch I'm the captain now
I

within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread
I've been examined

Diary of a Madman

Gravediggaz

6 Feet Deep

1994

within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread
I've been examined

I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
I don't want

I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
I don't want

That’s Mill Creek with some Jim Beam and a little “Henny”

Uh, that’s Maker’s Mark, I swear I’m going make my mark
You say you gave it too fast

trainers for your shiny
I've dug up your history, your brothers gave the cold shoulder
Imprisoned an Outraged dragon, now this lizard's bi-polar
Shaped by

Started out at like twelve
Trapped in a belly of hell
Grew into a man inside of a cell
Yo, anger just swell up
At a early age that develop
Hot head and now