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I got a voice in my heart
For some it’s not much, but for me it’s my start
And I will, dream it out loud 

We from a city by the sea called L.A.

Hey!

Chorus:
We been here before you remember its amazing
Baby come take my hand its a celebration
Pull up and come get this energy
No mean mugs we

count though
No fucks given
How you judge me
Is it cause I'm gettin' lifted
I'm the same motherfucker out here tryna make a livin
Aye
Drivin' by my old

mental state/i really don't escape reality/i just smoke and feel my shoulders get lighter/eas up my mind slow it down for a bit/with racing thoughts on my

I'mma treat this like a simulation
Cheat code every time I hit the basement
Records come in every facet
Distracted by my leather jacket
Coupled with

weak I fall and it keeps getting deep
Before I submerged I heard a mans voice saying some words
He said son grab my hand for you I've returned
Walk with

they would miss
But I was so obsessed with the ability to perfect it
Validity gone, my emotions start defecting
Body was lifted with hard liquor

Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder where you are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the
As my soul sails downward
Sync in with

Moses lead the people across the burning sands

When he came up to the Red Sea, he lifted both his hands

He looked to the left - then he looked

hands up
On the floor I'm in awe when I call He answered
Wipe my eyes nose I was seeing with my eyes closed
Leaving the church to be the church but

quick told 'em bro you bugged out
Shit get bad at the crib I'm sleeping on my dog couch
Trap was heavy with it we call that shit the dog house
She had

to clean it on my own
Shoutout to my aunt
Had a little support but you was the main
I was broken and bruised
You lifted me up, helped me through this thing

handle the flow
Crazy I'm still
Baby I get it on the go
Get it in whole spliff it and roll stay in my lane
Bull-shitting these hoes
Gifted with show lifted

hitting crop
But I never stop
Staying hot
Bout them bands
I was in the pot
Like the mud
Made this by my hands
Mix the molly in the water
Pass it to my 忍者

for you
There's more for you

He says: Who can ascend the holy place of the LORD
Those with clean hands and a pure heart
Who have not lifted up their

the game hostage like a ransom demanded by Sampson
Oh my obsession with possessions like the devils pie
We all born to Die prone to lie, be in the sky chill

a Berry Dutch with 8ths
I’m just a star up in the sky, need my fucking space 
I plant a seed and it got ruined by a hoe
I had really cried tears but, no one

talent like a METCO
World spinning on my fingers like pizza dough
I feel the spirits as i'm lifted Pinot Grigio
Chillen in my lane going with the flow

Holding hands on roller coasters
Photos with our eyes closed
Popcorn and movies
Late nights and doobies
Seeing all your curvature's
The beauty of a two

called out to a God who is good
And He lifted me up
Now I'm washed by the Blood
Which gifted me with everything I'll ever need
And it's heavenly such

Average Joe

Ces Cru

Catastrophic Event Specialists

2017

as the realest you heard
With my pen I kill 'em absurd and rhyme seven syllable word

I'm not your average Joe
Hardcore, far more than the average
I'm

ran that paper up
I like foreign cars but I might go cop a truck
Candy paint and I need that bitch lifted up
I just slid in a Tahoe that bitch big

So I'm floating down the street with a bottle in my hand
I feel a million dollars, man life is grand I
Need another little hit, maybe just a dip
I

meditating..
cll my problems gon levitate..
When he's in your Melody..gon be lifted on your knees.
Im the one that's parroting..
Deeds I can't contend..
You can