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that sees me pure just like a virgin
I know someone that took my sins, I know He purged them
His name is Jesus Christ and this I know for certain.
I know

know I still have my friends
Even though
They're 1500 miles away
I just wish I could be out there
To make sure that they're okay
But then again
I've

Giving by Push pushing just like dope dealers
When it comes to this, know nobody roll iller
I come off my head like my hat do
MC stand still like a statue

dealings!
'Cos I never had a penny
In my pocket at start
But I'm here now - so do the math rude boy

We run this

I run the game I don't walk the track
I run

I'm an OutKast, a misfit, a loaner with a big clip
A white boy with a long nose, crooked teeth and big lips
I don't say no names, I don't play those

to God, but I'm sinnin' again
Ayy, goddamn, the dope boy did it again

Ayy, fuck out the red truck runnin', you gon' feel the tick like oh, oh, oh
She said

done made a monster
All of this room I let it prosper
Beware be cautious
We not fucking prophets
Flood out our watches for some blood in our pockets

bad bitches and pricks'll know my name
Never cower, stay strong, speak my mind
I do this all the time, you're saltier than brine

For most it's uphill,

in the room
That's when I heard you say my name
And you said "baby this song goes out to you"
We used to be two peas in a pod
Always together and never

turns to split splat
Yeah, then slivers of my skin
Fall to the floor again and again
Drowning you out about you and your band
Drowning myself bitch, where

philosophy
Go slow
When you fall in love you'll never wanna be

Alone yet again
Looking for a friend
You'll never want to sleep
Anywhere but right by her side

rap, don't do this music shit for fun
PS5, Call of Duty, only time you see me run

I'ma keep this shit a band, yo nigga bunk if he ain't us
Pullin' up in

heart
And she wonders why this is how her new year starts
But maybe you'll still fall in love
And I'll still feel like I'm not enough
Again
Again

our hope and our guide
In this Kingdom Country, we stand side by side
No matter the darkness, no matter the fight
In the light of His love is how we

this is Ben
And we're Ruderals
Uh we are Ruderals

A weird punk band in New York City
This is our last song
And I'm really excited 
So I hope you all

flexin
You been pullin rubber bands up out the bank right
Mothafuckas talkin shit
Lotta shit
M I S F I T
Get the
Name right yuh
I ain’t boutta play this

don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be

at first dates
It goes well again
I feel it rising now
The feeling this is real
I've finally found my way out
I'm taking Hinge off of my phone
The feeling is

If it was our last then why did I feel
I'm in Heaven when you hold me
Another broken heart, another day
When I fall in love, I guess I always find

to them everyday but boy that's all cap
Talked a lot up on my name they gotta stop that
If you in my way you getting knocked back
I don't hear a thing that

They say apples don't fall far from the tree
I think they right
This is salty sand
Teflon is the son
The boy stay on the run
Ruin from the jump

them
They sky went dark
On this day
No one will hear you pray
It's gonna be a long night boy, boy
Inner circle win in winter
Erasing all the light boy

January second
We met again in person
After years of far conversations
But you still mention him
That church guy you went out with
Who's older than

what I'll be handed

That b**** said 8 mill I work like house is wrapped in canvas

Need that clout in Texas I might send this out the yancy

You ain't