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a clue
How I strive
'Cause I cry
When I try
To get over you
And in time
While my tears mark the moments of regret
Still I know that, I know that, I know

lil shawty over there that lul bitch phony
Before I say fuck how I feel I swear to God I just be lonely
And I'm never by myself when I'm outside that

answers and they're asking me questions
My father died before he showed me he cared
So I'll never get those answers now, He's dead
I live and die by

what I want
No one can tell me different or
You just in the way so
Have a nice day
To the ones who cut me off ya
Soon they got say
I used to know

a seat at a table you built
And I would take picking carpentry out of my teeth
Over cis men in suits cutting me off while I'm speaking
Admittedly
I

nigga
You judged by the circle you choose to fill my nigga
Thats why I built places out of my lyrics thats where I live my nigga

Never ever had to fear

Keep still focus
And poor the potion up
We just keep rolling up
Get rid of all the love

Ain't got no one to call on
In this by myself
Can't name

Muuvon

Styles of Beyond

2000 Fold

1998

there, yeah who?  Takbir
The one that makes you bump when it ain't hop enough
Don't trip, Tiger Legs, move your waist, put em up

With the bump

obnoxious im a nuisance
Gotta ratchet on me no toolkit
Not a lot of people that I’m kool wit
I’m a god I just gotta prove it
Put a round to yo top like your

help but smile as they walk right past me
For all the days when I might've known who they are
See, I used to fight for that army, no longer sport

and a note for me, which I read silently.
As what I see gets clearer,
I feel the time breeze close by.
My little candle, my little star,
Smokes in darkness,

be owned
Live by the book, you can leave on the run
I'm over there you should
See where we've flown
They see me sitting but none of my listens

Master Of The House [Les Misérables: The Motion Picture]

Helena Bonham Carter

Les Misérables [Republic Soundtrack]

2012

a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got

but was a pain
Made me wanna get stabbed by a crane
I'm mad at the studio, boo and the past
I can't write no more, les she a fast
Treesh
A real mess in

all on percs, 'nd guns, 'nd whips
And if she don't get none, she throw a fit
Slidin', in the Bently coupe
By me got my tool
A young nigga lovin' no

unity
Bring ppl together
there's no difference between you and me
A team full of hittas
Nothing but go getters
Grinding is a must
On the block or a 9 to 5

Less rock free Nut Free Lit
Steady aim that 4 4 kicks
Squeeze the mash like I squeeze tit's
Fuck your age man still get hit
Cut through where man dash

by dat white owl
A bird of mystery filled with smoke teaching history
Wondering to myself am I stoned or did this bird just speak to me
I’m fuckin

Tell me something good
Chaka Khan
Chillin' in the hood every time Messiah drop a song
"He's too good for the streets"
No, you got it wrong
I'm only this

a family, i’m tryna protect
If you hit me to just see if i’m good
I been too busy, skipped over your text
Wasn’t there when i was out in the cold
But you here

are almost there
So wave your guns in the air
Like you don't care
We have no cross to bear
Come on get the fuck up
Boy get gone
Bad venom left me sprung

way it's just you and me
We need to talk, it's been too long
You've proven quite elusive over the years
	McRGcRET
	How do you know me?
	KcL/cJ
Haven't

In a Charger going further down the road to my goals
Gallery Department all on me from head to my toe
And I just told em stay pure dont make no deals

on some dope
Put some money where there’s hope
Cuz the booze just ain’t doing it no more
I need some hardcore, fuck-me-up drugs to fly me to the moon