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goodbye

I was hurtin' that next mornin'
But I had one thing left to do
'Cause the only girl I'd ever loved
Was bound for Baton Rouge
We said we'd make it

sharks, yeah ayy
It's Lando, yo bitch know, don't
Let yo bitch go, nigga

Ha ha ha ha, I think I'm finna punch a car
Whole gang newest BAPE
That's a bunch

(Ha! Ha! Ha) hey Yo!
Once again!
Coming straight from the Rican Lands
(Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo) it's The Professor!
(Word is bound, I'm the Professor)
(That's

own fame
bound by your love
your words on my tongue
ill be speaking your name

let em hear let em hear it
im a slave to ya


Bridge:
i gotta go, gotta

Here I go again with my split personality
Musical formality, the demon is inside of me
Schizophrenic, psychosomatic
Rhymes are automatic, radio

old slangin' dope by the pound
(Come on)
Out of bounds, no limit till my dirt (What?)
Bitch tried to break my heart
And got her back hurt
I'll let you

Albuquerque, casino lights
The smarter man might just drive right by
But I put my savings on a roulette game
Or any old red number, I got

Playing blues in the underground
Sad eyes watching everyone
He don't why he's sat here, why he's sat here no
He wants to go but he's bound by fear he'll

your hands
You know that trial by fire you will prepare to stand
I was tried of losing surrender to win

But I wanna be they bound to me
How could

ain’t no need for right or wrong
divided we bound to fall together we stand strong
To my sisters hold on to my brothers stay strong
Brick by brick we’ll

out with ten other guys
And I'm like oh that's fine, go ahead
'Cause every time you do that, it fuels me through the rhymes
We crossin' lines

On fertile ground
I walk on fertile ground

That park on the west side
Is where we sat, kissed, and cried
My arms are bound, my back is tight
Even in the bed

indivisible by the prism of growth
It is, not lost, confined in him a prison of hope, to visit into his inhibitions and know
When he scribbles the notes

Who are you? I don't really wanna talk
On the ice since a youngin'
We were bound to flop
Hear it crack like the knuckles
On a brick wall
'Cause we

the chick had a sexy gown and
Her ass was so fat you were
Nowhere around so fair it sounds to
Me to go down on you
(when you come back home) 
But I had to let

passing him by …
Everything screams queen
I ain’t got a master
When I walk around, I don’t talk loud
Bodies are truck bound but now now
Shake I don’t get

Yeah, yeah i'm in a place where goners go
I'm in my place, can't bother no one
I'm just a monkey in the sticks
Some days I'd rather not exist
(yeah,

a interlude
I'm in New Jersey with the
Boof pollutin' up your room
Baby why you stressin' me
I just wanna' see you move
For you I'd probably go to hell
And back

Beats by Malice

Four hammers in the back
Yeah, I brought out the ten
And the four in the patio
Fifteen when I met that twelve
Money spent well

you think them soldiers died?
Why you think them families cried?
It wasn't for us to be
Brainwashed by politician's lies
Because they work together

forever cast in that moment
Forever bound by today

Just take a step over it
Take a step let it pass
Let the future be the future
Let the past be the past

Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack

plea?
Come and end my life please
This genius mind rots with unaltered thoughts that sit untouched
Lot a good it does holding in a flood bound to end in

think I finally met her
Baby hold me down, yea yea
Lost and I been found, yea yea
Stuck to me, we bound, yea yea
Girl don't run away, I know I make it