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Below three 	feet of snow, where the 
grass is brown and the ground is froze,
There’s trouble brewing down there 
And its coming after me

Above

and tried with all I had
But I can't seem to erase
The memories of us
And now we're
Hanging by a thread
I won't say much
Cause it was already said
Over

Maybe I should try it just one more time
I'm finna pop a few percs
Licking all this lean up off my shirt
They tryna put me 6 feet in the dirt
But bitch

you member me
Yo mama invited me over to eat
My mama was never at home she was working too much on her feet
It was Roman Noodles with the ice cubes in

got penniless needs
If I put a pen to the mead feel a million degrees
I descended from G's, den filled up with thieves
You feel offended then please,

remember me?
Your mama invited me over to eat
My mama was never at home
She was working too much on her feet
It was ramen noodles with ice cubes
In

cheap[01:02.99]Call up it got 30 just me 20 free Fresh glass re-cook it it be there by three[01:08.98]Kick shit my ass all it works for me This shit do the dash I'm

Tryna juggle three or four hustles, lose a weight cause I skip lunch
Juggle water sitting by my feet, I'ma guzzle that city punch

Transparent, no silly

Do you remember when we held hands side by side, and often wonder if our love was all a lie. It seems you left me standing here. Oh, I was alone,

'Cause I'm barely getting by on coffee and dumplings
Struck nude, I'm still inside
'Cause I wake three times in the middle of the night
I'm on edge, I'm

with their feet on the ground
So my head can be up in the clouds
He looked so good on the screen
But he couldn't handle me
Only liked what he saw in

Stay Bout It

DJ Storm

Drank Epidemic

2005

he gettin' plenty hos
Ridin' fled, by my grip
GMM, that's my clique
Fresh fit, new kicks
I'm the shit, might see me wit
Yo bitch, on the strip
Super

the oops
I'll burst your brain bitch you know the fuck is up with us
in three states boy I bet they owe me
I keep my distance I'd you ain't tryna know me
But

to school again
You won't find me, till the clock strikes three
I'm gonna be there till then
I gotta go back, back, back to school again
Whoa whoa, I gotta

I'd signal boost, I gave him my word
So if you needing gas, hit me, he could link on your turf
The Venetian link a rink on my shirt
I couple it with

three truths and a chord 

And if all i get it is you saying whoo-hoo then i think I'm alright with the Lord 

So far I haven't changed or burst into

it. 
In front of me is a glass with Ting in it. 
Sun and sand are natural ingredients 
to happiness. In fact, they’re the key to it. 
So take at least

"Yeezy"
It's T.A.M.E., reppin' nine, four, double-five, three
Curb stomping people with the crooked teeth and the tea
It's deep in the sea after the Boston

or the rising sun
But there's something that I'd like you to know

Oh, would you like to go with me to Whitwell Festival
In the summertime
We can watch the night

to face with desire
But i'll fail like all the others
Curse this heart, Formed by faulty circuits and wires
Autonomous android, Devoid, destroyed

dance to some jams
I consult with the pack
But what the fuck is the answer to the questions I have
Never seeing the point
So I just light a joint
Hit

You shoulda did me when you had the chance
Now I'm with my braddas we on high demand
Just like I got the crib dawg I'm the man
And I really got it

dancing

By the time I was twenty-five
I looked like forty-two
With seven hungry mouths to feed
And one more nearly due

Me husband, he walked out on me

I'm Chihiro
Know I keep a blade by my side like I'm Kirito
Cute little sis with a fang, Kirino
Yandere, knife in her hand, Himiko
I'm finna cop a body