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Mind so bored trapped inside my own purgatory
Can't see the light up out of here the end is coming for me
All these events of self awareness gettin

although that was never the goal
What is inside must come out
When anyone asks my opinion on being an artist of any kind, I tell them that if they can

Do

bring out a whole nother side of me
Every since that I hopped in the booth and I talked on a track they knew I was a prodigy
Give a fuck what you say

fears or by my intentions
I got off the track
I missed the beat sleepwalking
I ripped my map inside a dream I'm lost in
Got off the track
I tried to steer

make them cry for me

Please sincerely Ameri

(Produced by Tim Phelan)
Drums- Tim Phelan
Guitar- Brendan Gilman
Bass- Brendan Gilman

Track 4. Pretending

Two point five in the Backwood
From out West yea the pack good
Nigga from burbs but he act hood
We spin back till he lack
On a fact
That's track, yes

more racks
Day by day in the stu making more tracks 
I ride in first class, note that
Hatin niggas know
I been riding in front of the crew got niggas

Summa Tha Time

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

the beat, sweet sweet, got you bopping down the street
Shorts to short-sets, shorties for short sex
Forties, my forte: butter fill and four Becks
That

insomniacs
Late nights sat by the train track Thinking about how I want to go back
Take me back to laughter on the roof
Take me back to when our lives were

imma fund it
Then we take 'em to the curb
We don't need that rubbish
Peel off
Out the lot
Breeze by
See about it
And you know we gonna ride
GPS rerouting

forming figures out of splashes turning back to shatters of dried blood
Irresistible to some
Annoying to others
Driven by the winds
Caught inside the fins

Flower surrounded by glass
Inside my panic
Street view broken in two
I just can't push right through
Something is crawling in me
Something I can't

Two features get that forty back 
She throw it slow, she shake it fast
And I just brought them racks out in the club inside a paper bag (loot)
And I

Twice Inna Lifetime

Mos Def

Black Star

1998

yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than

Night after night all alone, just looking out the window
It's eating me up inside, 很多事不能主宰  
當我自己一個 feeling so lonely wanna see my homies

sitting in the central, see?
Can't be cornered in my circle by out of shape squares - who? Me?
Don't judge a book by its cover, it's important what's

losers, 'cause we are the champions
Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive
And the world I'll turn it inside out, yeah
I'm floating

flashing, their license plate eyes
I can't keep track man, they'll always pass me by
Turn the air on, it's stuffy inside
Where's the exit, where's the divide

flashing, their license plate eyes
I can't keep track man, they'll always pass me by

Turn the air on, it's stuffy inside
Where's the exit, where's the divide

Shocked

Kylie Minogue

Greatest Hits 87-97 [DVD]

2003

[2:]
Maybe this time tomorrow
I'll discover this ain't really real
''cause it struck me like lightning
Like a bolt out of the blue
Emotions inside

time
Get back at the ones who took me by surprise
Man, I
Pulled the knives out my back and then I made a mirror
Looked inside and asked how, what, where,

Showing off my rap game like it was show and tell
Spitting more bars than incarcerated men in jail
Throwing out fire like a molotov cocktail

And study Full Sail
And all the fuckin haters
Well they can go to hell
Yeah, taking over the rap game
Track by track yeah that's the plan
Already used that

glass cuz i felt fragile and inferior, in fear of
Never being embraced by the culture i was bred by
Learned by turning pencils into bullets, let the led