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the stage and together they ran through the back door
In the alley over by the curb he said tell me what's your name
She only said the words again and it
the stage and together they ran through the back door
In the alley over by the curb he said tell me what's your name
She only said the words again and it
crossed the way, stickin' to his music
Tell my daddy that I'm fine
See survival in my eyes
Me and Montana got to lie
Tell 'em go update the file, we
music sucks dick
Mr. Mr. Ass Kisser to get accepted in rap quicker
But never last, and Everlast is a
Quitter and you bitter 'cause I came along
up
Can't trust nobody, can't let 'em get me caught up
Get up in my way he gon' get his head bust
Bob their head to my music, but don't feel my pain
what happened in the street
A villain on the vinyl an analog outlaw
A lot of gats on your DAT taped southpaw
You thuggin when the mics plugged in
Barkin
Told I am the greatest
Pay the man for his playlist
Patience I'm sick of waiting
For sharing my new creations
Music give me elation
Stay low key
thought that I could fit in with the stars
But as time passed they started to as well one by one
And some not even making it to the age of twenty one
Now I
Oh right oh yea yea yea
Am so thankful to Jah for guiding me
In na this sa time ya
Oh my lord
Singateh rise and whole la dem get panic
I don't waste my time like a fuck boy, nah
I don't waste my time cause I have choice
Get 10/10's any time I want but I fuck with music cause that's
you by any means necessary
I've always believed that my music is low key not for everyone but really is for everyone, "high key!"
What I mean by this
bring my mama pain
She said some days you'd see the sun or you'd see the rain
To keep my trust in God do not complain Ok
I don't wanna be labeled by my
Patsy kept me from being alone
Music was family
It was all that I had
Embraced by cigarettes and a dance
I’d hear the band play
Dreamed I’d be up there
to myself
Just imagine, if it happened, that I did it wit no help
Sold my youth for my salute
Spent my nights up in the booth
Everybody say they're real but
coming to you town, listen to my mother Fucken sound
Self doubt. had a lot of downs in my route
But I'm proud, now I got my very own music my own sound
Driving around with this sound of music
Walking through the valley and forest
Talking for a while, playing just this style, in this breeze
When the music is perfected
I know I'll come corrected
It don't take a genius to know
That you're riding with the flow
We all just here to grow
In
I’m just a rockstar sonofabitch with an itch
To change this world one piece at a time stitch by stitch
Now I ain’t rich by any standards that you’d
like someone else yeah, don't compare
I'm my own music artist I do it by myself, no pairs
Except for confiidence and Reid, that's all I'll ever share
oh oh oh oh oh
Gully baby
Gully baby
I got the music from the street
That drives you crazy
By 23 I already had my daughter paris
By 23 I
Alright I know I get on your nerves like a wisdom tooth growing in
And I'm itching and fixing to see what's just missing oh wait its all the fake love I'm
I was just fucked over by a man so I want a bad bitch
This that music that make you feel like you be upping your bracket
I'm releasing my baggage
Years from now she found a music box
It played a sound while opening the top
c tune dreamt up by someone long ago
The melody was born out from their
DREAM ON
People of Ukraine
Words and Music by Stephen Wyatt-Gold
Dream on all you people of Ukraine
Dream on through these hard times
Believe that
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