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the message
But why not Trudeau
They said it in Spars documents
When leaders were used up
They'd be binned up and step down
But this tyrant wont drop his crown

heat like Allen, Cartier, not Ray Bans
Every time I drop a tear, I watch the cement cave in
The way a nigga rock these scars, you think my pain amazin'

Steaming Hearts

Steaming hearts’ glory comes from rising up from pain.
The pieces put together are forgotten all the same.
It’s the one who knew you

long abandoned, hit ill chord type Hammond B-3
Mind altered state changes scenery
This all seems to be average Hip-hop
Watch as noise-floor drops into

it for me
Never been easy for me
But shawty's been easin' the pain
She givin' me brain
I'm on a simple mission
I got two tone vision
Makin so

a race to try and save me
From humiliation pain and heartache
cnd still I don't hesitate to learn it the hard way
She knows she can't control that
But I

to court I ain’t trynna drink much ima have to get a Quart, drink it til I don’t feel the pain no more (Ugh) dripping it don’t even got rain no more (Ugh)

found strangled by a belt
As I write its like my lifes a greek tragedy
Moms hangin there like a fucken piece tapestry

Someone got a script of Roxie's
Told me grab the Pistol Pete
Someone probably want my head for
My relations in the streets can't deny it
Just get higher

the Martian
Spirits by the motherfucking carteon
But I ain't talking cigarettes I kill your family and then it talkins

Desire insanity
Is it so meant

it just died, another day 
Gotta leave it behind 

Gotta leave it behind

If you'd come back, I'd drop to my knees 
Tell you that i was wrong, but that

die forever
His Spirit empowers sin gets devoured
Ooh that's higher pleasure
That’s a critical aim never semi automatic when delivering pain
Drop sin

done did a hundred records
I ain’t drop shit
I’m the type that if I got it
I ain’t got shit
My new shit still sounding like it’s hot shit
Got the bitches

I can't
He was dead before we ran in
Officer we are not lying he was already abandoned
I ain't commit no crimes this time but this nine
It's time

a tool
And I always play it cool
I don't play by no mother fucking rules
Now check this out
Because that spot in the lot
That's a handicap, mentally
Not

a friend
Shit is common
I’m honestly often
Out the mix
Till I drop some shit
Like this
S.T.
Bet I make it lit
Ocean
Creating waves
Potent
Welcome to S.T.

Sometimes I still dream about bad bitches and Porsche
Bitch I'm high and I'm fly I'm number 1 lil nigga that shit by force
Bitch I'm balling in my own league

I do it to make money
Up in the drop top whippin' when it’s sunny
Gambino flow is how I roll
All y'all rappers who just don’t know
Your track is

it’s petty
I know my people love me deep down
They just need room to grow
Whatever the future holds
I pray that she don’t drop that shit
But I know I’m

drop they check shit?
I try to not want
Try to make shit that they all impressed with
Shit, it's hard to reach objectives
When it's all subjective
I

The pain and regret and slow disdain. Every thought that you cannot dismiss
Each time you escape one banal babushka cage, you see the vessel in which it sits

started on yo test flight

Verse 1

Dreams come true

Ever seen a brain turn to soup

Drop the top, i think my pain in the roof

These scars on me proof

I

Praise and honor be forever to the King

By the signs we see we know it can't be long
Until the Lord returns to take his children home
In the twinkling

Myke Ptyson

STRFKR

Starfucker

2008

Starfuckers
Starfuckers, Inc
Starfuckers

All our pain
How did you think we get by without you?
You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you