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Broke my own heart so I could still love you
Tricked myself so I could trust you
Sickened myself every time I fucked you
Music in your eyes; the music I

Stop playin with my heart like it's croquet
Fading away and my life is on display 
Lifes feeling dead like a dart in a ashtray
When times tough I just

to run away from home. 
All alone in my zone, and all I know is that this heart can’t take no more. 
This anxiety’s f***in killing me. 
I’m a shell of what

Verse 1
I don't know where to start/been torn apart/yet built at heart/I truly miss them as I reminisce this/God I plead and believe/there's

like to take you for a drive
Make out like Bonnie and Clyde
And show you mister toad's wild ride
What's the worst that could happen

I don't want to get

a lofi rapper who still can make wild hits
I'm a no life cracker who still could take your bitch
I'm just playin', you know I had to have a little fun with

The Darkest Days

Dog Fashion Disco

Adultery

die
Lost in a slow kiss goodbye, all hope will someday die
As we sink like stones in the [river]

Terrified children chased through deserted streets
By

the middle of nothing  No, nothing's gonna' take you away  In the dark of the night  Through the troubled times In the heart of the wild  Oh, in the middle

stay away
My heart wants to wonder
Here and over yonder
I let you come along and take it
And maybe you're the right one
The right by my side one

movies on a Sunday

spend time while we listen to Donny Hathaway 

free-fallin while nature be calling 

free-fallin wild nature be calling

we Freefallin

and tongue stay long 
Neglected by society, yeah her heart is where I belong 
Too much on my mind 
It's been a rollercoaster ride 
Lets keep it basic, lets not

All I hear is...
Bad boy this and bad boy that.
Til I, bag yo chick and wild in that.
Now she, love my drip, the smile to match. (Ha Ha)
Aye momma,

my loud yawl
I scare these fucking weird does so
Hearts bring right to their toes
By the way I made knock knock (excuse me)
But they already shit out

gotta budget/
No chit chatter bluffing you stuck in your ways/
Living young wild and free for the rest of my days/
Making it flip with the pages I'm

I doubt it./
Run it up all in yo shit./
Then pull up and I be stealing yo bitch./
Aye word./
She tryna to get ol mans back./
By makin him jelly by

Life’s a gamble 
And ion give a damn so we should go to Vegas 

Motivated by the love but fuck niggas sholl be hatin 

I been on the road gone so

alright

she got the stripped elm body of a boy
wild child with wind in flaming hair
he got a flask of silver by his heart
all the joy and love tin-man

But it was back when expensive flashy clothes on our back
Didn't give us an image to live by
Now I write rhymes high
With my own words to live by
How

Deep within they heart
I rip apart brain cells (Hot Shit, Hot Shit)
Like virgin pussy tissue
Now here's the issue
My ILL warriors got
Infrared
For ya'll

met her, I feel like I'm saved, yeah
Our love like a flame, and it's burning wild
A union so wicked but strangely beguiled
She calling me evil, but love

Sick yellow piston, I'm on a missions,
Reach for the heat and get burnt by the bomb,
Blast off the booster seat, I'm on the team to beat,
They better

know sometimes life can be hard
But know that you always have my heart
Yeah
And every little step I take (I take)
You will be there
Every little step I

Regulate

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

on the mailbox, sit and steamin
Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin
Sorta like the shine, 'cept the thoughts son divine
Run wild inside

of them mysterious types huh)
Hehehe yeah
(That's cool
I mean I was watching you from over there
And I just decided to come by and say hello)
Mmm hello