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hard on the reg
While you check for CDs
I'm sellin' books instead
I travel the country by car, by foot and leg
What's worse than being behind is being

B.B.W.W. x Fake Show

Tory Lanez

MEMORIES DONT DIE

2018

pop club, everything just grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now motherfuckers see the face
Look at me
I know these niggas is trippin', these

Erfan-Her Leave
Album : H
His eyes were all on her 
He wished if it occurred
She broke his heart in sure 
He couldn’t breathe no more 
 
Have you

Peel the white sleeve off the black vinyl record
Blow the dust off the grooves and only grip it by the edges
Turn the player on and then ya move

he paid to sit inside
Wonder what she'd do to hitch a ride
I'm getting introduced to name brands
From Black girls who like to use spray tans
Shake hand

New year drink a beer, just kidding that's gross
Release an album forget to promote
I do the most, I'll be the fucking president just to get votes
Now

the army
for my effort and my albums
I've made nothing to him

Mother's hyperventilating
at the thought of virus-ridden children
so school's out and pains in

(Another another)
Another year
Another year
Another year gone by in the blink of an eye
Now it's time to say goodbye to
Another year
Yeah
Imagine

an album but I really hate recording
how much does my dream mean if it feels like Plan B
See, life gave me my lemons
But I can't make no queen B
Dollars in

coz it's Moreish
Hanging with the crackers packing Bags of the Sour
Trafficking that shit never paid by The hour
Swagger black pelican turning up Louder

Bounce Ta This

Mr. Scruff

Keep It Solid Steel, Vol. 1

2004

and kicking 

I'm the A to the G-I followed by the A-N-T rolling with the Show be	-I 

Black boots, black hat, slick like a black cat 

Flip like a fat

calm the album will be out soon
Expectations so high so we sent them to the moon
Cheaper by the dozen
I get paid to press a button
I make hunnits every

Bitch I'm tryna get it like I'm Young Jeezy
Trinidad James if you don't believe me
Bet my album sell still ain't on ya Tv
Momma say she love me hoes

Black lungs, cigars
Act right when I come by, don't think about trying to defy
We not cool, not allied, outsell me, get a B for tried
Bag, I got that

Vandross' 1994 interpretation of The Impossible Dream The Quest written by Joe Darion in 1966
The lyric phrase "proud" is a nod to the motivational call by

an album but I really hate recording
How much does my dream mean if it feels like a plan B
See, life gave me my lemons
But I can't make no queen B
Dollars in

Already light it up 
You introspective now huh?
You think you killed it 
Drop an album 
Go on a trip
This might be the last one I did 
Before I illegally

Black hair falls across his face
The kind that makes my little punk heart ache
He's so lost in all the guitar strings
That no one else here means

FROM THE LUCAN WOLF ALBUM - VAMPIRE NIGHTS
Copyright 2004 Lyrics and Music by Lucan Wolf

Graveyard Society ( The Code )

They rule above from down

I'm out the box - I'm the pot - turn the kettle blue
Chilling at the top of black pyramid; acid
With pad and pen - more tracks than heroin addicts
I'm

to the weathered out masses
The wind and the rain and the lightning clash
Burning black matches 
We born into factions

Im not writing law 
But I sought my own

My chain hang like outties 


I’m outtie like the outro 


Every fives seconds man I drop 

Another album 



( Verse 1 )

My body donated to this

amused by the hues of my muse
If you ain't smiled in a while, good grief
You'll be showing more teeth at the glimpse of my motifs, yeah
Art shows for

not to chill with niggas
Now I'm backseat, I'm like Malcolm on the black street
With the album, I'm an athlete
The way I be makin' the track meet