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They're putting up this new internet tower by my house
Do you know what kind
I don't know, metal maybe steel
No, I mean what G
4G? 3G
5G maybe
That's

Hold on a second ma’am without a care 
The clothes you wear don’t really care
Sleeping up and down the block
They got you knocked up by a man

Hold on a second ma’am without a care 
The clothes you wear don’t give a damn
Sleeping up and down the block
They got you knocked up by a man

Hold on a second ma’am without a care
The clothes you wear don’t give a damn
Sleeping up and down the block
They got you knocked up by a man
Thinking

be soon when it's outbound
Try to make room to be proud wow
You came all this way you're allowed proud

These the kind of rhymes that you'd find

Unicorn Purp

Future

FUTURE HNDRXX PRESENTS: THE WIZRD

2019

mind, a nigga wouldn't front me
I had to go and get on my grind, that broke shit haunt me (yee, yee)
I got 'em comin' in all different kinds, flyin' out

it
And All they do is jest me acting like I give a damn about it
 
Y’all are the epitomes of a thoughtless fucking kind
We can go back and forth hell

Of the atoms of
The universe

Everyone you know
Has their own seeds to sow
And the garden of time
She isn't always kind
Like it or not
The present tense is all

Heart and I

Robbie Williams

In and Out of Consciousness: Greatest Hits 1990-2010

2010

and sex machines
We are all so compliant
'Cause everything is what it seems
And it can't be the satellite
To tell you how loved you are
Or some kind of live

Mortal City

Dar Williams

Mortal City

1996

I unplugged everything, I looked out the window 
And I think the city heard, I watched as one by one the lights went off 
So they could give their

But just, y'know shit don't happen sometimes, y'know whatever
But I was kind of fucked up after that shit, bro
'Cause that was, after everything it took

Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll
I'm

This Joint

Slightly Stoopid

Closer to the Sun

2005

and I'm by you
Smoking the kind of Maui-wowi

Pakalolo, grade A
We call to the Caribbean
Deliver it up but their seeking
All connections get paid
Different

coal
People lift their faces to the sun
Knowing that they can rely on this one
And everything will be made more effecient
By the elimination of all kinds

there was a kingdom just for me
He thought it'd be tantalizing, some kind of test by realty
You know, I just don't know
I said, listen here, Old Scratch,

out
It's a Short Guy's Tantrum
Watch out
It's a Shorty Tantrum
Shorty Tantrum
First of all, sorry for stereotyping all of my kind
To all the short

love chukwu okike mo
My creator
Eze dinma chukwu
My good kind and Lord
ifegiamaka
Your things are great
I see your love working in me 
See your grace
All

It feels like I am being tortured by life
I am all-consumed with the emptiness inside
Your love has been ripped so far out of my life
I am all alone

and some of them niggas is mean
I been blessed by higher power, cant let a doubt cross my thoughts
He did that and y'all niggas still scared to suffer a loss

Ya your girl gave me that cake I kind of find it funny
So give me that green light 
I see it in my sight
When I say I’m gon' be rich no I don’t mean I might

Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alienation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're

gonna lifestyle like here

That’s my life and all I did
Everything’s sky
Look at my cheek
You gotta lies,
You gotta them
Who I am?
You don know me
You don

Alright!
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not

(G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Everything 'bout you so gangsta
Oh, you just so gangsta ooh, so gangsta
What up, gangsta

My baby you know I'm lovin' your style