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My days are going by, all I see is X's on the calendar
I'm searching for the why's, got me lost me lost inside this algebra
I see shirts wearing

Follow My Lead

Christian

SPM: The Purity Album

2000

digga, kick a hole through your front door
Nigga, don't try to fight it, give it up, let it go.

Chorus:
Follow my lead huh, do as I say not as I do. (x3)

coming back
That hole is still there
But I'm trying to make it smaller
I still feel so small and consumed by it
I don't have much room to spare
Some days I

(Yeah)
Hmmm
Yeah
Oh NaNa
Yeah
Lately I been getting tired of making songs about heartbreaks
But bitches don't get tired of making my heart break
Hole

missing, put that on my children
Bet that, nigga, what? Regret that, run it up
Heh, and I'm about to sum it up
This shit here that problem, livin'

and regret
I try so hard to forget
Girl I can't stop seeing you everywhere I go
Late at night your in my mind
And I just can't seem to find my peace
I can't

I can feel the stress inside it’s building
It’s like I’m playing chess with my life man I think I’m losing
Counting bottles is amusing
Till it hits

your chosen it's time to go get it 
Imma stay focused I will not regret it 
You're only consumed by your mind if you let it

Don't waste your time away

Like a dagger to my heart
Tried to stop the bleeding now its back to the start
Fascinated by the art
Took a trip around now I'm sedated in my car

over day by day
What can I say? (I just love it)
Fight inside my brain
Stay in your lane (I am the king)
Think I'm going insane
Fuck feeling pain (For

mad
Oh yes you guessed but not by by choice
Ursula came and stole half of my voice
Don't you act deaf see I still bring the noise
See my flow 5'11" but

My Elusive Drug

Elton John

Peachtree Road

2004

sober in counting my ducks
And if I look back now I've had my share of luck

But the change didn't come over night
I've been searching for you all my

Erase mistakes that's in my past, the days when i laughed
Without subconscious worry behind the face of a mask
Haunted by the words, that i've

With bloodshot eyes (Bloodshot eyes)
A sleepless night (Sleepless night)
I'm counting sheep (Counting sheep)
Above the moonlight
Yeah!
Face down in

warming up with a little something
My skull is bleeding, don't hold me Jesus
Torch thc stuff, by the hit wasn't phased, worried if I'm not feeling pain

On the road to riches
Counting up these benjis
Take prescriptions to the face

Gotta hole in my heart
Need a whole new start
In need of repair
GrG fixing to be

Money cash flow make a friend turn to foe
Niggas green so a nigga on go 
Swerving through lanes I'm just counting my dough
Got good credit I can get it

I'm so sick right now I got corona
Trappin' on the streets all by my lonely

Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
I'm so sick right now I got corona

off a perc put em on the TV
Turnt to a dolphin put a hole in figi
Smoking top notch Ian feelin no gg
Spin by myself cause you know that I'm greedy

Pick, spit, fuck
And repeat again
It seems for now its my masterplan
I have no regrets for any of you
I’m just filling my void
And i'll get you too

of a thrill
Popping the Percocet don't fuck with X I fuck around and fucked up on my ex
Diamonds on me biting like a T Rex I fucked ya bitch while I'm counting

leaving i'll find my way back home
However far we go come what may, no regrets
Pull me in, don't look back

Dystopia the world is ours alone to waste

like I need a ladder
And on my way down
I think that I hit my head I might've got staggered
Yeah, i'm by my lone
Don't see myself coming back home
They

the medal of freedom is my accountant
He been hula hooping through loop holes, working 'round shit
IRS should've had the townhouses surrounded
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