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went so well can't go 12 sleeps 'till we're woken by a clash
So we scream for an Ether for a place that bleeds us
I wish I could rep you fully but I

The gun still singing and my gun still
Singing to them niggas like Do-Re-Mi
So lit I take a pic for a 4K fee
Tell a bitch that I'm
The shit, piss, throw-up,

10 seconds was all it lasted well
Can't really go back
And just remaster it
And all those times
Really brought me happiness
But now you're gone
So

doesn't work
You want me on your album well at least it's about a k a verse
I don't do it for fun i do it for real over the years i developed a skill

a reason but most of y'all blow
And be gone by the end of the season

If your life's a movie then it must be boring cause we saw it twice
I push myself

album got that Wu-Tang like Raekwon
This be a brand new year for the G
Even when I'm rockin' like a Black Beetle Paul McCartney
The months gone by are

Catch me by surprise
Gut me with your knife
Trying to catch
Your eyes
Bleeding on the sofa bed
I folded away last night
Where did you sleep last

of shit before all of this
Well now I feel completely empty
Spent a week lost in albums made by my friends
Near the only thing that helps me feel rested

the album, welcome
To a new star in your eardrum
Ding dong, ditch all of that sing song
My girl ditching all but her thong
Cup pong, cause she keeps these

and wiser
You're not that little kid
And when they ask when you went I'll say
L'Appel du vide

The last album took so long cus I was righting my wrongs

out of school now he’s trying to go platinum
Sleeping on his homies couch
Working on his album
And the rent is past due
But he gone get the bag soon

Making new albums, For real
Just, stop getting features
We don't wanna hear them!
We Wanna hear you
It's not their song, It's your song
And to be honest,

they're singing it now
Singing it loud
Being an artist means you want attention
We all want the feeling of love and affection
With my introspection
I could

slip away
And fall right back in
A mask, I'm still stuck on Halloween
But when I stop, you're gone
And I dream that you had stayed

I
Am just the ghost

I look at old photo albums
thinking
that you're still by my side
With each page I turn,
the seasons change your face
You're smiling even in the last

phone on dnd 
cs I look out to the sea 
Filled with gratitude 
Cause I achieved my dreams 
My albums gone platinum in a matter of weeks 
Gold plaque is

the intentional torment
By raising rent, but they would pay it never late with a cent
Got more intense with time my mind entwined in every sentence
And led my head

NYC Where I'm From

Eminem

Bulletproof Radio

2007

to ammunition there's thirty .30s and 'K's
And them Trays hold me down like that du-rag that's on ya' waves, bro (Shadyville)

Ayo, you're listening to DJ Whoo

album
Niggas went out and bought it
Them other niggas they hated I didn’t share the profit
Now they’re dropping emails with the little details
Since I

by the horns
Been a whole lot to handle
Since the day she's born

Ooh, she knows who she is steady
Ooh, so buckle up and get ready

If you're

BLcME IT ON THE NcYScYERS
By John Costello ©2022

You talk slowly, I talk fast.  I'm first to act, while you are last.
     I look forward while you

did
I'm so fucking upset, how could you be so selfish?
Nigga, how could you be so selfish?
Now you're gone, you done left me so helpless
I wonder

And make a product that succeeds
But the art value is gone immediately
And it's like to check your intentions
Going into the album
And bring what you learnt

I remember talkin' about you a lot in my previous albums
I was driving the other day by the coast
cnd then this music came on
Like a flasback that