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stayed young, oh

Your faded 
Ooh you ain't got no color, ooh
Black and white, baby you're so faded
You're tasteless tasteless 
So what I'm gonna do is

time
I'm just tryna do me why they hating on it
I guess it's cause I'm dripping like the faucet running
I'ma run it up let your bitch count it for me

Fall off the scale?
It's not what we hate in this thing
It's the things we should take
I know you don't get what I get
I don't get what you do
But I

everything
Well, four seasons had gone by
Still, the garden's dry
No flowers bloom
Right here where once we danced barefoot
& what the hell did we do
When you

lotta bands
She told me I can Trust her
I feel like I can trust again
SIKE
I just can't love again
Give a girl my heart
Somehow we get to arguin
Then we

spinning in tumblers
Take to the leap and start to do wonders
Flipping a bird right by these unders
Pray for the plug
Got a few options weighing em up
Doing

between the lines I didn't know what to do
First it was f*** a b**** then I laid eyes on you
Should have kept it gangster from the jump I shouldn't have

home
Damn I've learned my lesson
Wish you come back home I'd hate to get possessive
What about our son he gon' feel neglected
Like to finish what we

White Boy Lost in the Blues

Robert Ross

Rockin' the Rails

1991

WHITE BOY LOST IN THE BLUES
By Robert Ross

Verse 1
WHEN THE BLUE OF THE NIGHT
MEETS THE GOLD OF THE DAY
AND I?VE HAD MY FUN
AND I GO ON MY

and they all will tell you that
Iller in a sense that I do it better
I'm sorry to all those
My scars like stars show
Rollin around them hills with a fader

matching bum
Make it rump-bum-bum-bum when I attach the drum
For the blues, bro crunching like a Nestle bar
What Drake say? Yolo, you can't press restart

suddenly that piano....
That mesmerizing sound that pushes me to do it again

Can someone tell me if it's true or not
I'm scared by the pleasure I feel
Too

Is you down to ride
Need a bad bitch on my side
Know that its a vibe
Baby tell me what you like
Only got one night
All these ice all on my body got her

ain't like the rope
And I got me some racks, I ain't finished, because I want plenty, a lot of work, then the dough
And I drove out to Lennox, I ball out

eating garage out on the streets
I got knowledge seeped into my genes like debris found on my jeans
After working hard a long night, I be clicking on porn

G-girl, how do you feel about
Kicking it with a loser, get you looser
Ain’t even got no meals
How could I desert ya?
I'm not eating so the rapping

If your shit drippin' then my shit pourin'
I'm rappin' what I'm livin'
You rappin' your emotion
All them niggas soft like they heart pumpin' lotion

of Scoring It's survival til the death
Ain't no towel you can throw in
They was sitting on the steps
He was out there in the open
With hands by his hip
Like he

what you're going to do

Get up
Get up right now
Get up
Get up right now

Get up
Get up right now
Get up
Get up right now

Get up
Get up right now
I

to kitchen seen pots on/them boys on that  chicken like roscoes/ God got a blessing put Fred on/ can't have it all to myself split the pie with my vatos

I

Come bring it in brothers should you need it
I got you new rhythm for your spirits
Our world been getting wilder by the minute
But change is

As I recognize your disguise I'm seeing my ceilings lifted
I'm seeing my vision vivid
I'm watching something heavenly happen
I'm seeing what I rather be

up my approach
Now my heart beats like nightcore
Way too many blokes
So I sneak out that side door
No talk for sale
Wet paint do not touch
Grimey

be with my kid all night
Imma be with these racks all night
She go throw this back all night
Imma hit back all night
This what i do all night
This song