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you hold me right
You are my sun when I need light
You let me grow you let me shine
I've been on my own 
For way too long I lost my sight
But you were

forever you'll be
Followed by the damned
Throwing fists
Bodies ditched
Never fucked with Aerosmith
She puppet on my master
Like I'm being
John Malkovich

Happiness Is a Warm Gun

Tori Amos

Strange Little Girls

2001

John Lennon was shot here, at the entrance to the Dakota building.
Lennon was shot four times with a 38 caliber gun,
In what seems to be a totally

to swing thru, 
We can kick it like old time shit,

Rather died due to living, 
Chasing my own visions, 
Chose faith over religion, 
Awakened with a new

It's late summer evening
The sun's going down
And that warm Georgia weather
Keeps coming back around
That John Mayer cd
Continuum replay
My windows

Lead us not into temptation completed
Membership by my own hand when succeeded rid
No drama mighty bomb jack never defeated kid
Persona
No drama mighty

the dream of you
It's small, quiet inside
Until we collide

“To just be” all on my own, now i've grown, 
In these words, philosopher's poem

policeman
I've been on my own
I've been cheesin'
Social Batteries Decreasing
Build a social wall
Build a social rapport
I live by the sword
I die by the sword

day and night
Time whizzes past it runs fast
I have my own style, this is my rap

Barcelona agreement signed at 95
Would slowly but surely this no joke

for me like big John Cena yeah yeah
Big John cena
My mummy the best no other yeah yeah
Mamacita she’s the finest aren’t no other.
Yeah yeah
My queen my

John Coltrane
My balls is my word, let em hang

Fuck em with this hooligan gang whenever we the game
Say my name three times and your ass is mine
Don't

whip
Never was a little nigga, signed my own permission slips
The acid hits by sunrise, niggas that's a day trip
Close your eyes, imagine if niggas

CHARLIE HARLEY
 CHORUS
My name is CHARLIE HARLEY, I ride a big, fat hog
I don’t own a pickup truck. I ain’t no rolls Royce snob
I ride the open

Stuck
Words & Music by John Trescott Luis

No luck I’m Stuck
I’m in over my head
Can’t stay all day
While this gets worked out
Hang tight, all right

Nest
All the hair salons
And my fav Long Johns
And they even closed 
South by Southwest

Ran out of toilet paper
And the cabernet
Need sanitizer
And more

Hey guys

Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but

my lane and shut my haters up
Underestimated got a feeling that my wait is up
Yes, blessed and filled with gratitude
In my own avenue riding with

to trust nah
Shawty you left me alone (Oh)
Yeah, you left me alone (You left me alone)
Yeah. I'm all on my own (Yeah yeah)
Baby I'm tired of love songs

don’t grow up too fast cause these are the moments we can’t get back
Thanks to your mother your theme song is Naima by John Coltrane
This feels like

said I got good taste
I’m hot like lava
Young nigga flood my wrist
I’m a don dada
Everything I taught myself
I'm my own father
Shorty tryna call my cell

Yeah
Yo Kwest, you killin' 'em on the beat
Cousin let these muthafuckas know
Yeah

I'm takin' my own life, I might as well
And that's where I'm goin'

coupons and longer than a big and tall size long Johns
Conductor my music so eye own the baton
This life ain’t a race it’s a long marathon gotta stay steady

tree
Imagine that
Either way, we speak life
Got vision and we see life
By faith and by sight
By day and by night
Light or the darkness
My pen, it has

Birds
And my un-envisaged hitch started
With a rectal itch

Angry Birds is the most
Addictive game by miles
Thank you Angry Birds, you gave me piles
Now