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goodbye

Take my hand beside you and you hold it by your side
I never wanna let go
But I think that it's my time

And when you see the lights go out again

an insomniac,
I’m surrounded by a hundred sights
I’m lockin on one, oh she blows my mind

I’m hangin out behind the club
Bass vibes elevate my soul
This blue-eyed

way trip to heaven
Rapping bout some sevens, oh that's reppin' huh
Niggas close to me wanna set me up, city won't let me up, wanna draw and let me up

Let us dance, let us drink, let us lose ourselves as the red wine warms our hearts through
Kick off your shoes, there's nothing to lose, trackies

my heart so the hand that I play ain't a bluff

You're uncomparable
You're irreplaceable
You're uncomparaaa
You're irreplaceable
You're uncomparable

The black soil
Underneath my hand
Grasping for life
Breathing dust
Scars in the flesh
The water of life
Dim red shadows
Unconscious mind
A wanderer

Victory is ours
My last name translates to flowers
Made some songs with Beto Towerz
International
Austin Powers
Bought by the Messiah's blood
Board the ark

for a Jesus to reach a hand out and squeeze me like an orange for some sweetness
My weakness is my uniqueness and my difference is my indifference
Need

Bitch ..
ROLL UP WIIINDOW

Hot box
Got her hand on my cock
Said “ I'm not that girl, betta watch who you talk to” (uK accent) 
Man I luh dat shit (talk

my face when they saw I’m an artist
All I did for these niggas, it came from the heart
When they saw me come up, they expected their part
I was giving

was in heaven 
Fucking like this game seven 
Fucking like we're trying to break some records 
That's my little baby 
Ima keep her close
And everytime

I pull up in the night time
Why does you house look like mine
No
Baby don't be scared she said would you break my heart
I said no
I'm going to tell

different Now my fly something different
And I riding something different
Original man son of the darker pigment
Pulling chickens hypnotized by my pendant
It

polar ice
She blacked out like my suit and tie
Bentayga parked by the DB9
I lock them both then I go inside
I hit the alarm and I'm hitting it raw
My head

I hope you're happy
With all that you've done
To my heart
I'm glad you've realised I wasn't The one
From the start
But I know damn well that you had

quit, I
Owe this whole thing to you
Cos you're by my siiiiiii-ii-ii-iide
Ain't no two about it
Kiss hug to the one's who are doubting
Hands up, like we

the darkness peaks
Followed by some tree thats just my nightly niche
Never followed suite
I laid this verse just so my heart could beat
Machine please keep

If I Were a Painting

Clinton Gregory

Master of Illusion

1993

of a feminine hand

Caught in the still life
Surrounded by shadows
Or lost in a background of blue

If I were a painting
My price would be pain

Who'll take you by the hand, then
Why'd you take him for granted?
Why'd you run like a bandit?
I don't understand it
(Oh) I know you been runnin' (oh)
I

like...seven
On a summa

Seven on a summer by the beach, wrd nigga

I got the, saxophone in my left hand
I'm playin' some notes
Damn, this shit is beautiful

Had

down to pray and I came up the same
It's my heart
Held in hell
I try to change and nothing ever stays
No one to numb the pain
Inside
Because
I lost it

Happy that I took my heart back 'fore you had a chance to rip it

11:49 on the dot
Im on yo block
Picking at yo locks
Not the type to do this but you

to God, I tried
Stab me in my heart like a million times
Brother, wipe your eyes
I don't understand
Fucking me up, was that your plan
I hope you're happy

by nice shit 

That a cuff uh nigga up fuck a nightstick 
Hold my hand feel the chill on my nice wrist (that's my fucking baby)
Give me a reason