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Sometimes
I feel like
Alone
Like no one cares for me anymore
High up, wonder why I'm so lonely
Can't stop, when I know that it's only
Everybody

'Cause I can't stop thinking
'Bout everything I had before

Never turn your back on love, it's a crime
Forever you'll be in my heart and on my mind

can all go Mars,
Told me that she don’t like rappers or who’re boys darling I’m both how dyu fall so fast,
Laid back guy I don’t need this stress got

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra

Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I

he just gets spat back out again into a world where he doubled what he did
'Cause he learned, "Give it up or get fucked in turn, homie"

I'm

all of that
She can’t get this spicca

Saved by the Bell, Bayside
Designer belt, waistline
Lay in lamps when it’s opposite of day time
Shawty like tango

That's a No No

Kitty Wells

Bouquet of Country Hits

1969

to stop it I'm afraid you'll have to drop it
Cause if you want me to love you that's a no no
I know you're used to goin' places with them lights and painted

On my level man you can't escape it
If it's about moola don't hesitate it
Oh lawd fake niggas tryna stop me
Make the competition nervous
Go ahead

to driving this car into a tree
Full speed ahead
With windows blacked in the back so they can't see me

Why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me?

Don't

of madness
De-evolving into a savage plagued by sadness
When I am trapped I tend to lean
Like loved ones dead and laid down to sleep
I put all the weight into

banshee lamenting
All she could not save
Your resolve and your body wilting day by day
I saw the yellow eyes of a phantom gaze
Ablaze
Your constricting

I'm tryin to stop the pain, tryin to stop the bleedin
Why is love and game, and everybody cheatin?
These things I can't explain, I'm fighting my

Wreck League, check, protect ya neck
Stop the presses, I stress the second guesses
Punks jump up, we ain't stressin
Just aggressive by fear to beat

us that in a battle we can't last
The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their)
There was seven

making moves
While you sit there on the couch
Bitch
Climbing up the edifice
Standing at the precipice
Can't stop thinking about ending this
Surrounded by

on it I own it and take it
If it ain't good then I ain't finna fake it
You fuck like a rabbit grow up and stop playin'
I need a nigga with stroke, hey,

now I keep going
Heart cold as ice damn it keep snowing
Don't hit my line just for tickets
Had to show all y'all the picture
Laid back and real be my

it from before
I can't interact unless about racks
Go sell top shelf by the sea shore
Gave her dick once now she more
Me I can't lie I've gone back

but
Your shouts is in vain
Cause you drowned out by the
Buzz that's surrrounding my name, you lame
The mic is something that you
Can't pry from me shout

your perfect shade of blue
But then you walk on by
Like you don't even see
Despite your indifference I can't breathe
I wish that It would change
Get out

on Pop
Aww, thought about it can't stop
Problem is I'm crack on rocks
Problem is they love Mama style
So I gotta go harder than I did before
Her style

can't identify
I can't breathe, these words are flying by
This heat has got its own rhythm
When will I get big and strong like You?
Big and strong like

What a Job

Snoop Dogg

Greatest Features

2010

Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'

My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it

(Jeer!, why the fuck you so hard?)
(Yeah, uh)
(K8)
Uh
Yea'
Running back from that scene
(Back from that scene)
They hurt mine's, so we making 'em