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and Sasha with me instead of a lover
And I think we'll take a day off by the lake
Swim in our underwear and watch a romantic comedy like The Holiday

Because

All the rough and tumbling, drunk and stumbling people of the night
All illuminated by the city lights

I don't know if you've tried
Not pontificating

drinking, but not in the park, no-ones in the bars, by order of those in charge
2k and no crossing the line, well I'm thinking again, you might be right
This

Boo bitch, Spooky Girl's here
Spooky Boy's out, I'm takin' over this year
Now it is the season I am goin' trick-or-treating
Black cat by my side

Hello Bae 
How was your day
Happy Holiday
Since you free why not come spend weekend at my place 
She say Kay 
I’ll be on my way 
expect me by 8 
By

survivin whenever the sun shining
Treating every day in Philly like a holiday okay

Summertime
Every day the temperature is on the rise
The sun be shining

please
I've been kidnapped by Ms VIP
I'm agony nobody will help me
She sent her girl to get me I mean keep me company
While she got the club jumping

is you pay with your life,
time is money have you ever asked why, build up your pension 4 weeks holiday,
30 grand tops if you're lucky till you die,

Angels singing head held high
Kenya making it a holiday
God being proud of His masterpiece
Born a gangster, pro by default
A loving father and a loving

for a lane change and the end result is the same thang.
Breonna Taylor in her own bed - Like what’s wrong man. I don’t get it.

They Tell us to be

Life spins 'round and 'round
Always told it would be better soon
That holiday meal so quiet
Relatives moved onto the next world, or rather be somewhere

complacent now or take a holiday
I'm tryna build me a legacy so when death comes I am not afraid
I cannot let myself rot or break, you think I'll fail? That's

but it turned into no days,
Yes,
Holidays and birthdays always took trips taking turns on the highway,
Now you're looking at me sideways think I'm on my

Damned if by the holidays
I can't look around and be surrounded by some brown skin curlies
Hey
Tell me what's your name
I'll tell you the same
Get to know

a taste of that she just didn't care
The days were spent in someone else's bed
Hunger goes where hunger gets fed
The nights were spent down by the sea

I know dinners over, but the night is young
Put the kids to bed, cause we staying up
And the family's gone, so we by ourselves
And I'm ready for ya,

mom.
Sandra Bland for a lane change and the end result is the same thang.
Breonna Taylor in her own bed - Like what’s wrong man. I don’t get it.

They

[ Verse 1 ]
I hear Joy to the world everywhere, The holiday rush is in the air
But then I catch a glimpse of cold weary eyes
I could tell they had

Well my children are all raised to have children of their own
And now it's just me and my lover left in our mobile home
And I am so amazed by how I

can't Miss this
Checking Wishlists
I am Santa's appreciate 

Hopped outta bed with a message on display
Sayin jolly old Saint Nick was comin my way

the fucking rhyme scheme
Explosive as oceans
Covered in mines sweeps
Controlled by the
Ghosts and gods of rhyming
Controlled by the
Hip and hop inside me

and I don't need a holiday
Have you prayed really hard
Or sweating in your bed while receiving fake head fucking meds
I'm a doctor and also a watcher
I

awake lying with visions of my demise behind my eyes
And it doesn't worry me a bit
As a kid I was hurried into sick beds, put on meds, I was too intense

the Ison on the cake
Taking every swing that I can
Cause a nigga really down in the eighth
I just missed three holidays
Nine years still on the chase
Smoking