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vibes inside, and be fine

The rimes are right when you bend it, and the weed will be
Unnecessarily expensive, I am not a bandit
But I do drugs so candid,

where heaven is
They told me don't go searching but i will

Hey mister music man
Tell me if you're listening
My daddy and my mommy
Are both going head

to come by
I will dig in the sand all day long
Oh no where has Mr pinchy Pinchy gone?

Pinchy pinchy pinchy pinchy pinchy (O oh)
Pinchy in my butthole

I just sparked a wood now I'm finna go kickback
Get her on her knees I don't even gotta ask
Hit my Shawty up like baby where you at I need some head

cll my heroes here are sadly problematic 
Disappointed with my idol he's an attic 
To solve the problems of the world would take a lifetime

Sweet sweet

Sweet sweet and ever so gently
Sweet sweet and ever so gentle and ever so gentle you are

And where do you come from love
And can I

be mine

aaaa oooooooh

Between here and there and between you and me
We will get to where we need eventually
All those fluorescent spirits floating in

was better that way 

On the Halloween trail, 
by the gnarled old tree; 
Where we drank that ale; 
young, wild and free; 
And the ship set sail; 
Way

vivid  
but your feelings are all gone 

I still love you 
after all this time 
I still need you 
from the daily grind 
to pass me by 

trouble stays  
in

you where you from my nigga
And if you ain't from the city you best get on my nigga
Cuz us and outsiders rarely get along my nigga
I'm the topic of all

the sky

Hey there, guy! Are you alright?
Come with me i will not bite

Let's be friends until the end
The king and queen will be happy

I'll always be

damn slow
That's how I want it though
They ask where you see yourself in ten years
I answered dead
Y'all can recover the body straight
Out of my bed look

with demons 
Alone in my room in the dark where You'll find me
These niggas is pussy they scared
Ima rage in this bitch nigga please Don't remind me
I

Made my mama cry again
These drugs are bad they not my friends
You told me that your sad again
Close your eyes and just pretend yea
That this world

Reach out
There's so many
Possibilities
The waking world is where
The things that could've been
Died
And all that's left is what they are
Reach out

blame
Hang up don't want you calling me
I want her friend I want 'em all for me
Just look at where I came
Could give two fucks about the fame
Run up my

consuming 'til
They face death
All with their different beliefs on
Who has made them
What does life mean? What's the right thing?
And when you die are you

THE HARBOR AND THE BOAT
Words and Music by Lisa Witty

I TRAVEL THE WORLD WITH HOPE IN MY HANDS 
AWAKE IN MY SLEEP WHERE YOU UNDERSTAND 
THAT ONE DAY

For one hundred thousand years
You pecked at my liver
And drank my tears
Now there are two holes in my head
One where knowledge gets in
And one from

and you can't refute
Niggas look comfortable give them the boot
Move by a code and they can't compute
Nah they can't compete
Black thang and it move

I'm numb in my head

I hear the ringing of my telephone
I pick it up but no ones home
Where are you? How could you abandon me?
Can't reconcile

a jailcell
My shawty still calling me on my phone fucking cell
But I'm still looking where to sell my soul
Can you smell me that creed cologne?
All these ops

know we fling it the furthest
And we don't ask permission now, nor are we seeking a pardon
Know where you stand among all these moving pieces & objects

That's why we're so caught up in the status

We live in a world
Where we are surrounded by consumerism and excess
And I'd be the last one to tell you