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'Cause I'm just tryna live a quiet life
Enjoyin' some quiet time with a book right by my side
I got homies that don't call cause I don't party every

the light
To you I seem much smaller
But I know it might be you
How much better could I do
To be myself, not someone else?
I’m losing sleep
I live only for

on my mind
Man I thought my song WestSide was a long time
I been Feeling these emotions so I put em ina rhyme
I Might b outta pocket you can blame it ona

openly be about it
I don't hide my intentions I don't speak too much
Couple million couple mo' I don't need too much
Am I wrong to want to hate those

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You grab me by the neck
Choke me ‘til my last fucking breath
I lose the fight

chillin by myself, cause I be thinking late at night
Oh, Mason say, that ain't the way and that ain't right
Bro you need to live it this time cause you

know it won’t be long before I’m gone that’s the way I do 

It’s the life I live 

The road I choose 

Wrong or right I just might be a rolling stone

cuz I'm always here alone
Can't shift my concentration desperate waiting by the phone
I keep on losing lovers, they treat me wrong
Don't think I'll be

a light
I'm surrounded by the people I don't like
(yeah)
They wanna see me wrong, I make it right
When I fuck around a bitch, you know I might
(yeah) when

parents
At night, and I study her
So that I might be able
To understand my father
So when I asked of all of you tonight
It’s even the joyest moment that we

the lives that I touch
Their value is quantified by the lies that they told
It's had to up hold the fallacies
Niggas living in fantasies
Calculating my steps

This is my life; I just want to live now Leave me alone cause I might just kill now This is the life that I thought was great But this is the life

Freedom of Preach

Ludacris

Release Therapy [Clean]

2006

those who criticize the youth might just be gettin too old
We still travellin through life, findin what's right or wrong
I know some folks may not agree

thank God
You was thinkin' I was down for the count
You were way wrong
Dead wrong, dead wrong
I was there when the scripts got written
Now I'm back for

Ain't nothing wrong with doing it right
I be fuckin up and I be paying the price
I got my type
That's adidas in white
A diva on my right
Guess I

wrong or right
cause this just might be the last song I write
tomorrow aint promised so its on tonight
gota make sure its something that they gone' recite

Living life to the fullest degree

I might be meeting with this girl 
Turing up on Tuesday
Dressed in all black 
Got me on my bruce Wayne
If she bring her

I got an eagle vision I can see the winter in the summer
I come from down the road we might say over yonder
Don't make no assumptions guessing wrong

Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I

Look nigga i can't stand for mine
Im up in the strong thing
Messing with me and my team
You might be doing the wrong thing
Cause my dawg coming and i

and make art
cnd I'm influenced by many different people
Mediums and meaty ideas
So meet the shape-shifter
The mystery of syncopated beats
Were you listening

about a thing, I know I'll be okay (I'll be okay)
We're gonna live it up tonight, and do just what we like
Because we might be gone by tomorrow (Might

know I don't wanna be the wrong type
But I'm feelin like you're missin all the pieces that I hold tight
We can puzzle with the code like
God alone could

mean I don't believe in
Something just cause I don't believe
That there's an invisible man that whispers
To me in the sky
You might be a little