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We walked and we talked by the Old Saxon shore
(As beside us great ships came in from the sea)
At Tilbury great ships ride the tide off the sea
something and I got it covered
Somehow always rise above it
Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album cover?
The game is all mine and I'm
I'm not from 'round here and not trying to belong
This ain't a boastful rap song
It's the splitting blow of gong
These ain't foiled words from a vain
about that Velvet's first album
I mean I did the cover
I was the producer
and I always see it repackaged
and I've never gotten a penny from it
How
about that Velvet's first album
I mean I did the cover
I was the producer
and I always see it repackaged
and I've never gotten a penny from it
How
and fucked the ambassador in the ass. Died a fighter pilot for France in 1918. WW1 about to end. Only 25, scared, falling from the sky shot down.
Ellen: How do you think
Marriage has changed you, if it has?
Kanye: I've definitely learned
How to compromise
More which is something you have
The darkness I've observed
Where a spark of life emerged
From an archetypal urge
And harmonising birds sang the praisе
Of a new day
You gotta break a few еggs
won't meet again
Flew In a couple of Females I will not by them a seat again
They'll say I'm simping hard in this album
I guess they've never felt alone
the waterfall on my wrist and my neck
I ain't goin' soft, not a pimp in distress
I'm a sex symbol, bitches love me to death
Since November, I've been buyin'
head my arms are covered in red
Holding on by a thread
Holding a Scissors to that rope
Oh
Now I'm dead
Now I can rest
Scars on my wrist
Wake up from
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
Sitting out here in this parking lot
I've got nothing to read, and I got no pot
A Guinness Stout is what I need
To keep me from screaming
Let me go
stacking up stamina, stress and some clothes
I've seen devils keep laughing and having a toast
And tip tapping on toes on the mat by the door
While I'm
I've been gone for a min now
Like a second how you wonder
Smoking on shit that's loud as thunder
Spark that tree like it's lightning
This flow too
equals demise
Here just to say I've seen the outcome
And I seen it from a mile
So don't say I didn't tell you
Grown to be grotesque
Known to be so
Finished my album a week ago thinking when to announce it
Finished my album a week ago thinking when to announce it
Ok let me get started
Running from
Wouldn't be where I'm standing if they hadn't have fought for me,
From a nothing rep, now we live busting sets,
So if you own a Hoods album you get nuff
I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
of an album, babe
No time for breakfast, babe
I’ll be your once in a while
I’m pretty bad at explaining this to others
Like describing highways they’ve never
you've ever seen from me
I know that you want another song like Dead Or Alive or Moon Shine
But this albums a whole 'nother planet with various special
Transfixed by your voice
In an illuminating encounter
Pages softly turning
As I stand before you encaptured
He captivates me with these stunning
Slick as J from Men In Black I approach and see what’s happening
Lil cutie with a booty, she groovy I can imagine
Me and her up on a mountaintop with
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