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kind of heart rate (let's go)
No excuses
My juice runnin' like I'm retaliating for my ancestor nooses
I want pockets fatter than Bruce Bruce's
I run with

a Thread
I sound dope and you sound dead
Hear me on a mic and feel all the dread when I hit you in the back of the head
Lyrically armed with a million

lineup topping me
Gon head get on top of me girl
Fuck me like you can't get over me girl
Something bout you just controlling me girl
Cause we can't be

in the head 
Stuck in my bed 
Sheets turn to red yo
Love me she says
I say what's next 
Break up and make up and break up again 
Relationships are hard

If You're Not the One

Nicholas McDonald

In the Arms of an Angel

2014

or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
You know my heart is
By your side

I don't wanna run away
But I can't take it, I don't understand
If

counting paper
My clothes dem get made by a tailor
Nuff gyal dem mi a bless
Stranger
Mi a life good cyaan complain yah
Tun nu num, tun nu num
Have a nice car

gon' cock-ride
Who you know got ties with gangstas that chop pies
I swear these are not lies
My verses'll scare you if I took you counter-clockwise
Every

banking on your little statements 
And wage with your wages
And hope that it makes sense

The voice in your head it needs a little cadence
I shame the sun

my name in print
I'm the man they wanna lynch for all the shit I did
Riding off with a grin, I'll hit the first dusty town
Last train I held up, I

Name the song you're never sick of
I'll play it like you'd stayed
And I'd wait year by year
And I've seen you live your life
When you said you'd make

stars around me you'd think my head spinning
For like 24 7 365
The next leap year I'm around I cop a coupe with frog eyes
Will I ever go to heaven I'll

creatively rearranging the faders
We innovative with layering all the ambient notes
Being haunted by a writer but it can't be a ghost
You're thinking champions

The city's who I am 
And I can not forget it 
Bandanna tilting 'roun my head
'Cause the south be the realest
Louisiana is the breath of future southern leaders

guess if I don't care
Fuck around, play games, mess with their heads for personal gains
So long as I'm alright hey? And a long chain of hurt and pain is

obsessing with righteousness, and this herbal blessing in my chest
Is he a mess, yes I am not, I know that i'm cold, and yes I am hot
You do have to stop

(Shoutout EBayman)
I'm at war with my mind
Praying, wishing I was having more time
Who woulda thought all I need was more rhymes
The difference is

Don't know what you got told
I was at war with demons, had to resurrect my soul 
Pray to God he give me strength as I'm walking right through the cold
No

Drinkin' by drinkin' for two
Drinkin' with you
When drinkin' was new
Sleepin' in the back of my car
We never went far
We didn't need to go far
You make me

kissing my eyelids and burning my face away
Dying felt so goddamn good today

We dance the electric Pagan Love Song
We hunt with the children paling in

Late as hell, and I'm driving round my hometown
Small and beautiful, with nothing to do around
Back for the summer and it feels like I never left
But

the shoes I was rocking wasn't my type
These days I ain't robbin 
I just catch flights
Chatting to a barbie that's my size
Kick it with my bruddas up in Dubai

Cutter, keep It in your head
You suffer from stutter, I'm Drunk with rap
I'm starting to sputter, go save Yourself
Since the day I was born I Didn't get

the shooters 
Long barrel by Luger look like a ruler 

If I study the lick I don’t need a tutor 
Ak on my shoulder like it’s a tuba 
Schizophrenic drinking lean

I had these people by my side that wouldn't let it head that route
Used to feel so sick yeah feeling like my life's a joke
Always showing high but