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Generations pass by and I
Still don't know how

Generations pass, I been running laps
Woke up really bored, think I might relapse
Stay in the studio all day
I

champagne on a blue and red blanket
Toasted the sun
Low in the sky
Everything I’ve ever dreamed but
Never imagined

We laid side by side
Watched as the dark

my nigga near me
My dignity and my pride
Know one day it may kill me
Member me for my love
And not by how they fear me
Breathe and exhale
This music is

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

young and knew that I was gifted
Took a break because my life was getting shifted
But now I'm on they ass in twenty twenty two
Do it by myself, don't need

to the music of the spheres
In chaos hidden order revealed
Seeking truth and understanding
Our thirst for conquest is never ending

All began by the taming

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

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

Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Walk a lonely road, and then I'm stopped by devil
But nobody's in my dome, so I ignore it, and try to get away from the evil
Talk

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

kids
School fees na by lapo
Pay back na wahala
As a child I gats cry
I go beg ka ha hapu
But the devil was there
Even peace was in trouble
But I never

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

baby, I'm about to eat

Watch me rolling, I'm hoping they say I can't do it
I'm undeniable, my style is so fluid
Hear my music's like getting struck by

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

to take time
I put the mic down, I had to grow through it
They said I pop with the music then I shell away
I was balancing my art with work for better days

music
Your'e my type Susan
I really like snoozing
By your side asleep ironically I feel alive
You're the x on the map I am trying hard to find
If I blow

like a removelists
I'm focused on myself I gotta save my heart
Family ties keep breaking that's why I got scars
Making music is nothing like a walk in

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

these bitches "You're Fired"
I spit the truth
Kill in a booth
Honest Abe
Killed by a Booth
And I keep dropping truth bombs
I call myself a Truman
Dropping

Music helps me in a way that nothing else can
Helps me tell my stories and... yeah
Music is my life
Play the fucking music man
To when I was two

what to do with My time
2 Times 2 times 2 times
I almost accepted my life
My nigga Bryce was known in the School
For music and I thought that shit was So

Driving around with this sound of music
Walking through the valley and forest

Talking for a while, playing just this style, in this breeze