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but don’t feel sad for me
It is what it is and it was what it had to be
I’m still doing good never needed a hand out
Life’s unpredictable can’t have it

Darling don't cry, wipe the tears from your eyes
I know that it's hard to say "good-bye"
Tomorrow will come, but this isn't the end
So don't be

something I manifest
I'll take you out for drinks and serve you some good sex
Better in the night time
On our own time
You can ride
We can call it night ride

carry on 


I'm sorry for everything i did 
Good bye)

body right
包み込むように 僕ならもっと
I'll take good care of you lady
そう思うなら baby
I only wanna make you happy

I wanna cuddle up in the suds
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by the world
We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion
We are

shady in the winter
Lay low undercover silent killer
Never miss when I pull the trigger Bullseye
Your heart cells one by one
Master splinter
When you

can't even fucking cap no more
This is a really dark time for me
I'm goin' through a lot
By a lot, you mean drugs?
Umm, I wouldn't
Drugs?
No, it's

Note: This song is inspired by real Doc quotes. Every single fucking line was spoken, I shit you not. Viewer discretion is advised. 

Jerry: “King

people lined in that chalk, huh, stand up, I'ma stand up for all my peoples that's lost huh.

Im'a stand up if I lay down what i/m good for, what ill good

can't do it, I don't got the passion
Ain't good words man just watch by action
I ride in that cadi
But I'm never lacking
Ride thru the city
Where killers

to bring the old me
Back when I was robbing shit (Huh?)
SE the conglomerate
(Ah) , killers remain anonymous (Ah, ah)
These niggas is just R&B niggas Robin

out on street
Come with a whoop and come with a call
Come with a good will or not at all
Got the mandem on the call
They will pop and smoke you all

like the Cocoa Pebbles made by Post
I'm so good, shawty hit Mariah Carey's high notes
I get it popping no hoax, keep my dreams on the low
Alaskan,

to see if you okay
They ain't the realest tho they ma niggas
The good they do with me
The bad they do to me
I swear to God I dig the meaning
Everybody

this lab we be created new sounds
People gather around
Chillin at the Grotto

The world is turning all by itself
So you don't have to push it
Good things

We had to exile him
Creep his hood
Perkys got me bussin'
I just need a wood
Know some killers
Want me dead
A nigga ain't been sleeping good
Been block

polluted by the world

We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion

the end
Nine months to be created, a
Single moment to die
I was tryna hi but time already said good bye
I heard every second time births
Two and takes away

grounded
All my heavy shit press down
On your vital organs
This weight cracks your bones til
You scream "No more man"
Good boy! I see your tongue wag

be stopped no more
I fucking told you I'm no killer but don't fucking push me
What do you do?
You fuck me up big time
Again ending up in my rhyme but

ain't worried he know killers that still owe favors
Posted on the block courages
Word up magazine thumbing thru the pages
Headphones on listening

wanna get him back
But I don't wanna do another custodial sentence
In a four-by-four pad
And I gotta take this time to apologize to my best friend
'Cause

I've tried for so long, it's looking like I was wrong
(Whoooowooo whoowoowoo)
Goodbye I'm gone, honey this is good bye I'm gone
(Whoooowooo