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Am I being finessed (Yes)
By institutional Christianity?
They really nationalists
So what does it mean to be Christian, huh?
Just focus on personal

shit
Which kinda drug should I get fucked up with?
Gotta get a buzz and I smoke rocks
Watch Good Morning America smokin' my crack

Bitches tryin' to fuck

We’re Gonna Do it Right
Words and Music By: Justin Busch (justrbusch@yahoo.com) 

V1:
We’re goin’ out now, we’re gonna party 
We’re gonna go big

soccer
You can call it Football
The world unites
For the sake of good goal
this is the life we don't give
We can die for this
When we hit you gonna feel it

Damn nothing's even changed yet
Kors purse fake chain still matching with the promise ring
That I left you
In hopes it reminds you of all good times

one was there

Run run run run run run run
You can run all you want
But death still follows
Gun in my pocket and it's
Filled up with hollows
Feel

shit
Which kinda drug should I get fucked up with?
Gotta get a buzz and I smoke rocks
Watch Good Morning America smokin' my crack

Bitches tryin' to fuck

Do you ever think about me?
Am I in your head?
When we realize it's over
Will it all make sense?
And I can try just to get by
But I can't help but

Kept up on the rent for 43 years
Through the birthday parties Christmas dinners hopes and fears

Took good care of my old gramps 
Taught me how to pluck

you know it's the motive 
cnd all of your effort you know that I notice
Beautiful flower my wonderful lotus 
If earth needed power I know your are

tragedies
cpathetically, ultimatums teach
cUT

Say it, what's my name again?
Tell me who to be instead.

Yeah I've been a lot of things
Been over the limit,

state 
An angel voice would start to sing when he would play a chord  
Associated as they travel people seem them more  
Automatically it's good they in

only fuck with five niggas
I’ll call Slym on em
And if they know we are on the rise
They can climb on em
All my niggas ready to ride

some good advice
They love me at home
But never when I need it the most
I guess I should have learned this lesson by now
In this world you're on your own

Um
Ok I want that one
I want that too
You can leave that
Yea yea you can leave all of that
Uh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh yea
Uh uh uh uh
Uh uh

It's so hard to open up
Might not be just what they like
The more you feel the more you hurt
Good thing I'm high as fuck tonight
(Tonight, tonight,

my head out of the window to my mind
Get back to the crib now I'm laying outside
Is it just me or are those clouds rolling by?
(Shit, is it just me?)

I love to dip

Buzz so hard I'm barely standing
They're all chanting let's go Brandon
We be dipping lots of Skoal
Feel it in your bunghole
Feel it in

moves is like when wind blows through your hair
It feels so good when it happens
But after, you're not sure it was even there

I wanna be like her so

a niggas life
I was clutchin the nine (baow!)
Good thing I had my homie by my side (aye, aye, aye, what?)
I get ignorant, cuz a nigga far from perfect
See

You are alone on this life so do what you wanna do
If you think it goes bad just learn from that
What will I do if she texts me back
Middle finger up

2013 Where we started from the bottom
Now we cozy at the top bands leaking out my Pocket
Take a look back all a nigga do is laugh
Cuz we really

Are you plagued by this burning need to
Be understood or to be set free
Does it really matter if it's all in your head
If you can't produce a product

back and Smile. Life is good. I know the hood. Through first hand experience death nearing it. So the focus much different.

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