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suffocating but you still refuse to notice me,
all i have is gone,
burned to ashes by a dream,
id steal the sun and stars,
and set my heart aflame,
to light

a off-brand backpack from my dad
I would tap on the desk at school
Write poetry in the notepad
I would make the teacher so mad
Show up for me, no class
Ace all

you’re yapping off
Forget your sob story, my shark tales are jaws gory
The odds chose me, I’m still here by God’s glory

[Chorus]
Betrayal cuts deep

pistons
You better tuck it like red If I see it if that thing glistens
End up on TMZ ya chain missing
Close casket nigga, they say they found him with his

simple and they never leave the ground
Led by the eldest woman they are profound 
They go around around around around 
For days
I praise the ways they be

in the lot and you better not dis'em Twerk it out Twerk it out mommy let me see cll on IG that's where I want to be Cash out cash out what's that all

bite a sheep, it's his instinct
For we know it is not in his mind, it's preordained

Have you ever wondered why we're here 
Who put own thoughts in your

simple and they never leave the ground
Led by the eldest woman they are profound 
They go around around around around 
For days
I praise the ways they be

AIDS
(You don't say)
I do believe me when I tell you
It's so true and this could be you
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by the ones

all!

You are a Palmetto; I catch you pom-pomming my skies
Tippy-toes hardly anchored in the wharf
We are nestled somewhere halfway up a South Atlantic

always test your presence, 
Why you here, what you looking for, 
Nigga I'll wipe your ass like the floor, 
Lil' bitch I ought to slap your ass sick, 
All

playing with hearts like that shit was a dolly
I know you miss me
Liking my pics on the gram while this bitch shaking ass for me
One word replies that shit

just await God’s plans for me
Damn homie
I graduated high school years ago and I’m still the man
Blowing like a ceiling fan
And I’m collecting all my

really feel?
Can you recognise when something's real?
Do you live your life by fake ideals?
Do you think that one day you will get the chance?
What happens

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don't know no more
I ain't got no green rings for'em I ain't got no friends that close
What you think gone happen when you give all that power to ghost

Shit, I feel like I'm winning today (yeah,yeah)
Ball, I feel like Blake Griffin
Grind to the top imma find me a way
We count hunnids we do it for fun
It's

Lyrics to "Mrs. Major Tom" by K.I.A., from the "Adieu, Shinjuku Zulu" CD. (Hear it @ iTunes etc.):

MRS. MAJOR TOM

You went up, so bright Tom

his room with a blunt and a brew

And write lyrics to the beats B.I.G used to rhyme to

Write lyrics to the beats B.I.G used to rhyme to

Months go by

and ducking all of this mines
Am tired of pretending like everything will be fine
I've been looking for peace and I couldn't find find it
The things I've seen

to 10, 
They'll tell on they mama for to never see the pen
Streets turned pussy, last ten I could see the trend 
Bitch I been could see the end
You

honor all glory
All strength all dominion
We give it back to You Jesus
We give it back to You Jesus
We give it back to You Jesus
We’re humbled by Your

making him triomph this familiar ire 
And I know it was the first of all his desire

Are you sure you don't wanna take a bite in the strange fruit ?
Are

smilin' eyes, wonder if I should
Request for her number and get it if I could
Totally controlled by the powers that be
Baby girl you be the one that be