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(Fly, fly, fly, fly)

The best position of my life, my future's lookin' bright
Them Gucci's on my face but I'm not blinded by the light
I'm out

got the keys to the crown 
Seems like we got the keys to the crowd
When the lights go up and the speakers are loud
See their eyes roll back from

last night
I feel like I'm gonna burst, woke up in a hearse
Murdered out my heart, I don't feel like I deserve
Any love anymore, any praise by the door

Steppin' Out  - Written By Joe Jackson

Now
The mist across the window hides the lines
But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine

What you feel like? What you feel like?
What you feel like? What you feel like?
Turn the lights on

Love her back because she love me
Picture up in

Los Awesome

Jay Rock

Oxymoron [Deluxe Edition]

2014

like, nigga"
Roll 'em up, light 'em up like a street light, nigga
Follow me, I can show you what these streets like, nigga
Handle bars, ever swing,

ride like her daddy
She about to make a scene
Pull up in a caddy no lights red beam
Here's a bag and a strap make it clap
Nah' mean

I ain't copping two

sentiments leave competition like John Lennon
Bend him
Men in denim send the end in, pending we win the cinnamon and bling pendant
Pretending you ain't

sentiments leave competition like John Lennon
Bend him
Men in denim send the end in, pending we win the cinnamon and bling pendant
Pretending you ain't

I can see him from my house
This old man John
He smiles like life is a gift
Black nails and blue fingertips
If I'm leaving by a train
Would you still

to the holly
Turn around ya body and ya got me
Bad lil hottie an we outie
I am the bag I don’t got it by me
I am the Don No John Gotti
Dunk on somebody Like

one of those with no flows

Still you chose to challenge one of the pros
Futile child tries what everyone knows
Play with fire get burnt like

on the stage 
And I get shit rocking 
Walk in the club 
Groupie hoes get to flocking 
Dropping dimes on the flow 
Like I'm John Stockton 
What 
Aye 
And it's

to all of the penicillin
Fuck ya statues
A racist history in little white capsules
The actual manifest destiny was carried out by some real assholes

People by like
Just live for today, just live for today
You only live once so make it count today
Just for live for today, just live for today
Don’t

Narrow lines between friends and enemies, Want me assassinated like John Kennedy/Martin Luther, How we 'sposed to be kings, Too many tattered souls covered

thinks I know better
I pray to God not no wishing well
I'm slow to speak you don't listen well
Lately I been feeling like I'm John Wick
Cutting off what's

us
Known some of you since kindergarten but I barley know 'em now
Sleepin' over by the window freezin' when the sun was down
Homies drivin' slow like

ten on this album, so forgive me for wanting just the one
It could be good, maybe we should make some music, some music not by John
I could sing

who really running shit
Feel like John Ryan by the way I'm Finna punt a bitch

Put her on the flash call of duty how I'm stunning shit
Feaning for

our old yellow van
I'm still living in the house, looks pretty much the same
I could take you by if you like once for old times sake
No I'm still alone,

injuries reserved for a simple man
Aim it at his temple
With roscoe in the john
Plans plain in simple
He be looking like the Fonz
Dope in cigarillos
Fiends

want love I can tell how you came
Well come and get with me and watch your outlook on life
It'll never be the same

Just be cool like John Travolta

You know that I look out for my brothers
Feel like John Paxton
I can really flip this shit upside down
That's why I'm steady laughing
Always eating up