Lyrics:
She’s only eighteen years old
Has no place to go.
So she’s walking down a dark road and slowly losing hope!”
Little girl little girl.
What will you do in
on
Seven more years and I'll be home again
David you got to tell her that I miss her
Tell her that I'll miss her every day till then
I only got seven
about her last
But you really love her ass yeah
And You ain’t know what she did last year
She been really through a lot yeah
I’ve been whipping up a pot
stitched together, they disappear
Fading in and out of view
Wake up! Wake up!
I can't recall the sun
Every day continues dimming
The years keep passing by
Glock laid on the table
Day by day closer to fatal
This open Bible ain't savin' me
When it's covered all in this Hennessey
But I pick myself back up
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
'Cause I miss you that's why
'Cause I miss you that's why
Know I said that was the last one last year
But we both know you deserve one last tear
Days
And the good days can't last, at least that's what they all say
But no one ever said they'd be gone by the twelfth grade
So
What in the world, how did I even
every day go by
Like a bird in the wind, like a tree in the storm
Like the breath of a child from the moment he's born
Till the very last day when
disappearing into the night.
Though a part of me felt sad I also felt a sense of peace. Time started again and many joyful years flew by.
But in the depths of my
day of every month of every year
Celebration's here
Be alive, try to survive, 'cause why not? Fuck it, it's worth it
And if you can, make a person, go
Memories on your face
Beautiful lines my hands can trace
Year-by-year, slowly we're changing, my dear
Every sun setting low
Burns down fast
Years fly by, don't make this your last one
Packing a billy, fuck it's my last one
Years being broke, but I swear this the last one
Dying inside, musics
time, I want respect and cash
And a few paragraphs in them books
Tellin' you how us native tongues made hits with no hooks
Rapped in every prefixes, gave
out this world
Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl
The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station
Was home to the very last
You know I been on now, then, and I'm next
Every year my year, you know I always wanna flex
Got a couple villains who can't make it out the set
didn't think it could be done
In the final end he won the wars
After losin' every battle
I woke up on the roadside
Daydreamin' 'bout the way things
didn't think it could be done
In the final end he won the wars
After losin' every battle
I woke up on the roadside
Daydreamin' 'bout the way things
Every day we hustle just to get by
The rich get richer the poor stay poor
Open your eyes it's a class war
Amazon workers low wages high demands
Bezos in
A speck in the wide blue sea. 'Tis the last of all the land.
A dweller upon our lonesome isle, the last, lonely man? -
By the Gods he is there to never
the palaces
That rise above the rot
Year by year
Month by month
Day by day
Thought by thought
Steer your heart past the truth
You believed in yesterday
night I pray
Every single day I break
Get back up and begin to stray
How many times my body gotta lay
Just to see another day
Twenty one years inside this
is gonna be
The last one today
What are y’all saying?
Y’all want more?
We are tuning right in
This gonna be the last song of the day bruh
This gonna
We was just playin' in the ave the other day
I never thought I'd be makin' this song
Shit crazy, but look
I don't even know where to start but
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