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here we can’t come back

Just know I love you, we all do
You’re not alone
Not alone

And I will
Be the last one smiling
Be the last one out the door

MYSELF DIZZY I

EVERYWHERE I GO I TAKE MY OBSESSIONS
LEAVE MY COMMON SENSE IN ANOTHER DIMENSION I

NEW CODE ON MY LICENSE PLATE
CLAIMED BY AN AMERICAN

Hello my wayward friend 
I know time has gotten away from us
You're all alone up in your head 
time you let it all out yeah you let it all out

So

O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"

twice
Fuck all your advice
Put this on my life yeah
Bet that mud in my sprite
Bet that what I like yeahh
Open up the door
Smoke cloud roll out
Walk inside

the hood, she did not have a reaction (skrrt)
With a six-year-old, she kept the doors unlocked
And drove by the 5-0 like, "Fuck those cops!"
Goddamn, it

Gooder

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money

2009

the shows, who's fuckin' with us?
You might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them bitches
I slut them bitches, then back to the door, like fuck them

Forget what is love
That stuff is not allowed
Not here on the floor
Throw it out the door
All night, yeah, oh, all night
Throw it out the door

All night,

spent many years fighting many wars
Now I'm in the building 'cause I kicked down the doors
Blue-collar dude without cleaning the floors
Never on all

why it had to be them
For 60 years they calamity felt
Has been dealt
By A government who's savagery 
Can be most candidly described
As ravaging death

Running out
Running out of time
Wait

Well I've waited
And I found
Many fucking ways to get myself up off the ground
It's all here
It's in my head
It's in

The world is spinning out of control 
The rich just keep getting richer
And the poor are barely getting by
And I'm restless with the way it all turns

Walk right on in
Stretch out your arms
Let the lovelight shine
On my soul, baby, and
Let love come running in
You know that I needed you
I've needed

Jumpin' out of the jungle, bring 'em in by the bundle
Goin' in for the summer, hey
Wallet change like the cash
Forty clip make you do the forty yard dash

ALASKA

BROCKHAMPTON

SATURATION III

2017

finger, fuck the hair up at all our concerts
Maybe if I cared less, I'd wear a hair net
But now my eyes, ten million by twenty five
Dropped out of Lone

it out

I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks
Get bread by the flocks
Bitches love me and I'm duggy from
The head to the socks
Too much to handle, here

Finally Here

Flo Rida

R.O.O.T.S. (Route of Overcoming the Struggle) [Clean]

2009

in my door, but please wipe your feet on the rug
You can keep your shoes on, it's all love

Boy let me stop, I'm dreamin' too much, now who the hell

to start
We watched the Poet recite His rhyme
That crossed out boulevards
Now I know that there's more
Baby don't close the door
Turn the page now looking

to start
We watched the Poet recite His rhyme
That crossed out boulevards
Now I know that there's more
Baby don't close the door
Turn the page now looking

with things to do
You can do it all, fuck fake friends give them cold shoulder
Keep the money on your mind and stay focused
Creeping out the trenches

So did this turn out how you want it to be
A life of crime and poetry
Tales of wonder by the sea
Did you count the costs? Well, it ain't free

I

you're out the door

Berlin was cold all winter long she lit a fire there
On the marquis the bourgeoisie followed her everywhere
But now my back's against

Infested by cracks and gats and gangs and crime
Trying to survive in the South, where it's all about that grind
Where it's all about that grind
Is the Lord

seen it, Zenith, what you mean?
Everybody C.R.E.A.M.'in', the all American dream