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It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big

to the world simply cause of CNN
Bush knocked the towers, and we all saw the outcome
A college grad jobless and Momma's asking how come
So it's by any means rest

More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me 

Was I not enough stimulation
Hit by a brake the other day
Just when I thought that I'm

soul

If you give an inch they might take a mile
Give in a bit and they'll change your whole style
Clothes that you wear and songs that you sing
All in

it day by day
That pain, that anger rolls away
Why'd she leave, why'd she leave
Baby went her own way
I'm on my knees beggin' please and I want you

Weight on me like the clock of Flava Flav
By the end of this song I dug a grave
To bury these bitter succubus'
I'm a man on a mission
A galactic decision

the window for the sun like the song say
Scratching up the desk going be a long day
Dipping off campus trying duck one time
Reminded of the days got me

you bother coming back
Did I do something wrong?
Or was there no one else to wrack
Lately, I listened to the songs I wrote for you
Three times in a row

therapy every time you write a song
And they'll be times of a lot of pain but there's many more to come
Hope you don't listen to our parents cause They

All these voices in my head been telling me go get it
Niggas fronting on they songs we know that you don't live it
I been eying from a distance

got obstacles just ribbions to grasp
This song is for you all and lists this who crafts
What I do jot is thoughts to help all that's lost to map
Not

and I can't fake that
Wait you think this song is a start?
Nah I hate that
So tell me why do I do it
I keep on making this music, no influence
Just

get up out my place (My place)
Yo bitch called me to her house cause she wanna get slayed (yeah)
And yo bitch bumping my songs like almost everyday

everything was alright
And remember when we got in that fight, but we was good by the end of the night
Said it was me but I know it was you
Said that you love

Get me a shorty who bad to the bone
Having to sort out my songs by the tone
Versatility shows and don't know where to go
Sitting… in the lab, mix this,

My shorty told me write this song
I'm gon make it so you better play me in yo headphones
These niggas lying and they cap I told em bro you dead wrong

demons
Plastered in these songs strong without screaming
This is just a pause on my reality
The fact most my bros have turn casualties
The fact shorty love

to you
Honestly, I'm gon' be popping off constantly
I'm what they're calling a Novelty
Haunted by ghosts of the bars that I drop in the coffin
You gon'

shit
Leave their body on the pavement
Take their face and rearrange it
If you drop a song on the same day
You better fucking change it
Say you'd always

They could tell I'm different by the way I walk
A new dimension from the way I mock
Disregarded party from the way you could call it block
Ain't no

I can take it
Drop a song bigger than tourist attractions
Where you been? Been cooking up classics
I'm no NAV, I got all good habits
Runnin' my mouth,

song, wolała po domówkach latać
Poznałem koziorożca, miał cudowny gust muzyczny
Lecz nie licząc nowych playlist, do domu wróciłem z niczym

Ta, tak mijało

at college, Do-Man the man now
Family turned they back on us bout music, like we ain't stayin' down
Fut playin' our songs at family functions like this how

brother I swear he could have died

Sadly no one cared, they just passed by and he couldn't even keep his bond tight 

Couldn't let anyone overcome him so