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in sweatpants on the living room floor
 
People I say should have made it
That I could have dated models and movie stars
I always knew that if I waited

DG got them applications, sign 'em up

300 niggas, that's 300 triggers
Y'all got 300 niggas
But y'all got like zero killers
We pull up with them

dreams
Ok I'm picking up your energy
Bro we can't lose when we work together
Like the ninety-two Dream Team
We all stars not one man is better
Not gone lie

lawyer had driven
Then we drove to the office to unpack what just happened
Enough chat our first act will start tomorrow
Go to the hotel on a faggio I

"And the high priest said to Him
"I adjure you by the
Living God that you tell us
Whether you are the
Christ, the Son of God""

In the scriptures we find

and light it up watch it burn just for fun
I’ve been right by your side for the past six years
Even back in middle school we used to kick it
You were the one

If I find truth in all of my doubt
What does it mean, I might shout
To the top of the mountain we climbing up
Find the fountain of youth, get a cup

cause this love made me blinded
Hardest out the wick sorry if I reminded
I really put in work they see Nick always grinded
With me you are a plus never

week
So weak, so we, keep smoking green
Until our heads are in the clouds but
I don't mind the fall cause I'm used to the ground
The silence is so

with the clique
If you are a foe then be froze by my wrist
My soul is getting to old for this ish
My coal Sierra Lionne now
If make it rain, bring

don’t know who you are and the sad part about it is you think you’re a star.

Getting your likes up makes you think you’ll go real far all that produces

in that 600, clean
Girl, money ain't a thing, she can tell by the bling
She in a good mood but that chick lookin' mean

We can do it all, baby girl, my

It's a party y'all always talking about people twerking
But I ain't never seen nobody tick hey you trama
We bout to start a new trend man
I want

tonight
Uh, my baby we were bound by desire, just face it
All I wanna do is rise - And rise, and RISE

Rise up, that pain will take us higher
Rise up, that

From that country where the rich eat the poor people
Star-Spangled Banner wavin’ out the Porsche window
I get it lit like a cross in Alabama
Tote

up cause I'm breaking down all the time
Always make me feel like a loser you mental abuser
Had me tying a noose cause you made me feel like ending it

out the Kid bump Cudi all night
Got the mismatched fit on point it snipes
The Lords finna spit cuz we didn't change the strat
Ace Windu finna charge

transcendence
We rise just to fall, and they don’t see us at all
Like a shooting star that never gets a wish when it falls
I’m irate at the hate, and incensed

of mind 
That are brainless in a time that is shameless
My society is ostentatious
Tasteless with teetering patience encased in
Oasis’s made

vibration, a bass guitar 
The Bay c-R-E-c where I'm raised thus far  
 They made a star from scratch like an c and R 
Them c-1 Bars is back time to make my

ride beats like they shotgunned
I am an elite you are not one
Made it to a starter all star from a bench men
Flossing like you rich but I am so expensive

The Saint

Murs

F' Real

1997

Red
But for the life of me, I can't figure out why my ass ain't dead
And now I clear my head, as we arrive on the site
Makin' sure, all routes for

Musick in Diabola

Rudimentary Peni

Cacophony

to the more pedestrian inner spectrum. Primal primary colours. We are the band playing in front of the funeral parlour, we are the Arkham hearse's drunken

taxes and you say we're pass this man
You don't know what all this shii mean to me
You don't even wanna walk up to me
Fuck the police
Not u Mama.
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