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Pissed off - sick
Burn the bridge
Crawling back out the fucken ditch
Shed the skin
Lose the weight
Spitting out the burdened bitter taste
I am

didn't help me I was still blue after the check
Had to pack my feelings in the black box up on my desk
My eyes were finessed by tears, months felt like

believe in him or her and will you meet again
Or is it all uneventful
A poof back into the black never to be drawn up again like that
Will the human all

and chain died - what a bummer
He won't ruin my Corvette summer
Oil money honey
Oil money
Oil money honey
Oil money 

I'll take my funds on home
Back

He's pretty as fuck
There are no words for his beauty
Planted some drugs
On me
And turned my face into mush
Further was dark
 
Daddy is home
Exhales

Who sent me this shit? Hahaha who sent me this shit?
You know what Ima do. Look.

Verse1
When I read a rap, I'm bringin back the dead from underneath

Every night we're re-arranging

Let's take it home

better make it home by any means
We don't back down from shit 
We known to get it i
And Ian raising no bitch
You better be a man 
We aint living in fear
We

I'm rambling God answering me
Ever since that I called
Thanking him plus the joy that you brought
Our love is so high
We can go fly
Can take you

want go back home to my squid planet
The fish farmers panic when they find me they will can it
Encase me in steel my face needs a meal
Hate the taste

loading up that mag
Don't do no back and forth I'll have them shooters in yo grass
Smack what? touch who? bitch don't make me laugh
I get to reaching for

Feel like I'm stuck in 53 bring me back to life, yeah
I'm trapped up inside my mind
With no map, there's an exit that I'll never find
I know, this is

some trophies
I smoke by my lonely, this one of one
I don't find home in your homies
See the hoe in your homies
I ain’t beefin’ with blacks and latinos

say no name, that ain't my place
Still got plugs that let me get it on my face
On the strength, my cocafax reach the ceiling
Black card with

and then, I give them a ticket for lack
Of self, awareness and bump into 'em like, fuck, five-o, hoe
csked for some id I left it at home
Let me play you this

at a stalemate
What the fuck now
Call a audible and turn ya home into a hut now
Y'all been pocket and wallet watching
Why y'all not asking me what I got now
Y'all

that he got he got it by being violent
Killing people, raping and, robbing and, murdering hes doing it as we speak
Infuriated as is no Farrakhan for me

now descends towards me
Glowing with a burning light
Fear escapes me as I take flight
Consumed by light, taken back home
As I rise they speak to my soul

on listening to people, yeah you’re over those
But you can’t escape from this toxic social overload
You can stay at home, you can try to take a lower dose

Speak into the mic baby
Concentrate
Andale
Don’t worry
Imma have you back home by 8
Got a bone to pick
And backbone to break
Make the table shake
With one

flights 
What`s the word

Won`t take a knee won`t back down   
Grind hard till you come up now 
Got people i can`t let down
Myself i cannot let down
Got

home alone
Man, my white boy shootin', we ain't talkin' bout no Post Malone
Got a rocket launchin' like it's GTA
Ayy, back I'm on my detroit shi, i might

Exiles

Cruachan

Folk-Lore

2004

Conchobar would not dare,
So he did her away from his people.
"Deirdre will live and grow up fair,
Then marry me in my temple".

She was disgusted by

click, clicking ya heels
Won't get ya back home, when I come on
so bring it on you rap divas
Tell ya loved ones bye like Felicia
I was spittin' Ether