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the ones to blame
It leave you speechless don't know what to say
When you on the better road, people push you right back into your old ways
But you know that

by myself you can't desert me
Rolling rolling rolling off a perky
I've been cutting throats its like I'm doing surgery
I'm all alone so nobody can ever

shinin' up my reptiles
Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion
Pronounce him dead by four P.M.
Call me Los Kevorkian

[Chorus (Ayana M.):]

Some do

There's a way over you don't go
Count the days all silent, pinned and roped
Well there's dynamite in that tunnel for the matchbox in your head
You

This 20-20 vision has opened up my eyes
The phoenix lights the way and still I rise
This 20-20 vision has opened up my eyes
Today is the first day

Well, sometimes the days go by
Like a matchbox starting to burn
Driving ‘round town, runs me into the ground
Peace and quiet is something you earn

Let's

these feelings
In the A.M
Cause by the P.M
Yeah they'll probably go away

Go away way

You gonna tell me
Just how much you love me
Then watch how we turn

by a friend ‘cause he said he thought it might help!

And I believe in 21-pound notes
and there’s a one-way tube to John O’ Groats.
And I believe

And life was simple back then

I was talking to an old friend talking bout the days gone by
I was talking about the way things were and all the changes in

niggas, no, I can't
You know I'm that nigga, by the way, I stand
Who you know fly like this?
Can't fuck with niggas, they 12
Can't fuck with niggas, they

stories told by the ones that came before us
Making dirty money with that stainless steel
And they be stainless still
Do anything for the gram, they be

never over you
Cause you broke me piece by piece
Said goodbye in twenty two

Said goodbye in twenty two
Said goodbye in twenty two
And you're saying that

You may think I'm crazy
The way I've been wishing
One day
If I said it openly, I would give what I want

So, what are you going to do now after that

Wasted But Lessons Learned
Wicked And Sexy Just Like Odunsi
Yeah Yeah Yeah
This Is By Design No Tears Left To Cry
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Twenty Four Months, Twenty

see 20/20

Written/performed by PapiDess

and a matchbox
Outside, I smoke a whole pack, until that track stops, now I got

Paralysis (Yeah) Move when you gotta move, move when you gotta move (Son)

real, girl, ain't nothing change
I knew you were gonna act this way
You're a Barbie girl in a fucked-up world
You're a Barbie girl in a fucked-up world

this shit off the laptop
That's my ace, that's my slapbox
I felt a way and then matchbox
I shoot the wave and the wav parts
I fell in love with

the trap like he Stewie
(Uh, yeah) trap hot, wheels got hot
So we slid in the Matchbox
Shoot through the windows
We gave him a backdrop
Making her back fold

the trap like he Stewie
(Uh, yeah) trap hot, wheels got hot
So we slid in the Matchbox
Shoot through the windows
We gave him a backdrop
Making her back fold

every night was live or die
Twenty-Twenty and I'm alive

I need some help
I lost myself
Along the way
Life
Is such a funny game
We play

So don't you go
I

Gouda

B-Legit

My Ghetto Report Card

2006

the whole facilitation
All by way of mouthpiece just by my manipulation
I can make it look like I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Persuade the broad to put

Wake Up Call

Open Mic Karaoke

Relient K, Vol. 1

2003

this world with a grain of salt
Jesus gave me a wake up call

"It's 3 a.m." she said, "Who are you, Matchbox 20?"
She said, "Are you getting rest?"

gonna do you get in my way ill be forced to remove
Play around and Im a call up the goons its gatunteed they'll have you gone by noon
Stoopid swag you