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girls want a my magic
All these girls want a my grammy
It will make me rich like LVMH
and I'll buy for her a lot of celine

I want to get her even by

Downpour, can you hear the storm
Pots on the floor but the puddles still form
Like bugs, they swarm and scent
Try to prevent but they don't relent

nothing to care 
with her old friends saying again

Will you join us for this dance one last time, little child?

really thought
Getting in beef the silly sort, like why you watching me grilling for
Raise a nug fifty after school to get some chips with chilli sauce

What are the unsatisfied hungers that we feed that starve us individually and collectively
What beliefs do you hold within that mirror

You took me for all I was worth I see and I've still got a split at the seams
If I still was who I was before I by now wouldn't care anymore, I sing

reaper
When I’m the man you can’t leave with her
Stack up rack up do this shit till my dream bigger
I made a hit got turnt so I can’t go
Your song is trash

and mind a time to heal
Yeah well I've been rolling like a freight train
And the weeks go by just like days
And at night my brain is doing 90 to nothing
I

of politicians fake
People are tired of being told to wait
Howard Shultz he don't know what you need. 
For billionaires, money grows on gold plated trees

The poly eccentric soloist backed by money grabbing fools
In uniforms of once dated fad like gimmicks
Gothic pop for the preteen'd anti-everything

melodies
Don't play for you

What if today I
I just stayed in bed?
And planned for my own death
Like an architect

Lately I've been
Dying in my dreams
10,000

poison from the cup
Got me bound the ground, no sights and no sounds
Comin' after my mind so I'll drown and never find
A better life for my soul, a better

to realize
Just like a cowboy needs to ride
Needed her there by my side
For the rest of my days
So I pulled a diamond from the pocket of my old jeans
And I

When they play my songs in the club we be lit
Every time they play yo shit they like this nigga boring
I might tryout for the league the way I been

and etymology for Divertimento in Italian
Is literally diversion from divertire which means to divert or amuse
What happens to songs diverted?
Storytelling

known only to these
Possessed by a force, mistaken for Him
A perilous evil, knows nothing but sin

The laws of the mortal, becoming the norm
Yet

and a crate of guns just for fun
Cuz I'm not dead I'll drive a tank through a music award show
While the speakers are blasting my song
I'll fly an ultralight

to a party tonight
Grab me by the hand and he hold me real
Tight make me feel so pretty
Tells me I meant for the city
Then he picks the song the whole damn

been driven mad with the styles and the procedure
Pouring vials out by the liter, the trials made a believer
Within weeks wiped out typhus and scarlet

Melissa's got another melody
It's stuck in her head and she's singing it sweet
It's a song she first heard long ago
Sang to her by somebody that she

is given with sole assembly Required
Young ones look at pimps and kingpins And get Inspired
Of these songs you all are growing tired
Seeing several

givin' a care to
what we've passed by
maybe we should start to
really take our time
it's what's best for the world
best for our friends
Nonbiri let it roll

scream my name
And when I'll scream my name I'll got other goals I'm sure I blame
This is better for now. I have to do it, but how?
I see a sparkle in

I sent a message to myself
For my health, for my wealth
Know you're wrong, all along
Don't forget that simple song

This feeling won't stop won't its