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The world go dark, is you with it
By any means, Bogart, go get it
Hard to compare to something gotta be fair
Can't see it but you feel it
I just want to hold

has come for you to see what you have become

Betrayal
Carried out by the ones we know
True evil
Living and breathing in every unkept soul

I want what

or something ? See if you end up flying or something ?
Okay fly like a frisbee. Do anything for my mention; niggas be kidding like Disney
No I am not really

Love is an addiction
Hides its face
Destroys the mind
Downed two bottles
Waiting on the rest
I'm living life
Who do you think you are?
Everything you

of everything that I miss
It seems that I might have to think of a way to help you remember me day by day
That you need a cup of loveliness and a teaspoon

though I think she was informed
Who'd have thought that God's relation to the apple was the worm?
They ate into it and he poisoned us for disobeying
It's

Met him once, I met him twice
Three more times until he put me on the ice
You think I'd know at twenty three
But I'm still just the same as seventeen

you that's a given
Your on a mission
Nobody else could see your vision
Your story's written
By only you cuz your the author
Your the one that's in

Verse 1: This me in real time this is me in a Benz. This is me all by myself this is me with my friends. This is me with 20 n***** this is me with

Facebook I'll pop a troll

It's krazy even when I'm by myself I'm still not alone

It's at least 30 shots wit me

Hang wit eem drop wit eem

You gone sleep

that thang
And by thang
I mean my dangalang
You don't even wanna see what it can do, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh
They call me Kanye West
Pectus Gang,

talked to her 'til I fell asleep
I couldn't settle by myself
When I close my eyes
Homie's face was all I see (rest in peace)

And it's so easy to say

don't wanna
They don't wanna see you poppin on the gram

We don't speak much, show I guess we gotta show out
We think we the shit every time that we just

Dirty South

Zero

Bi-Polar

2001

puffin' green when I drive by
Here is something you can't understand. How I can burn kill a man
Step up if you wanna get some of this here
I got

When you hit town you never stay too long, by the time we think you're there hell you're 
Already gone. A free-floating spirit like a bird high a loft in

This
Is
The art of Tartaria
Far as your third
I can see
What lyes clear all around your Area Code
Don't go by what they're selling ya
No
I'm telling you

nobody
See her passing in a Rarri
Big house on the hill with her family
Won't lie I like how she roll
When she smile mouth full of gold
She don't just

simple to see
Oh, a fish rots from the head down, going downtown
I can see your head has fleas
So, stand up straight, son, you've royal blood
Shout your

They told me how to think and act
They know the truth, without the facts
Come join our cult of blood and death
I will not play, so save your breath
By

print you think  
This is how I react  
City view from the balcony rap  
From the land of lost souls  
Where the alchemy's at  Solid gold from a mere

Is it blue, tell the world what you think
You aint even got to speak
Or let another do it for you
You could let a color do it for you
Is it gold, is it

The Month of January

Tommy Makem

Songs of Tommy Makem

1961

and embrace you, 'till he thinks he has you won
Then he'll go away and leave you all for some other one

So come all you pretty fair maids, a warning take by

that you play on yourself
When you see me get out of the way
Cause I hit below the belt

Solo

You think that you’re so clever
But you don’t listen

fleas on em kept the noggins a think
Big wheels, big steel kept the palm on em' heat
Wrist raw, blister pop like they covered in sweets
Had them rope