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slick shoes are hurting me
Everywhere on my feet
You can come in and order a bunch of things
You want this and that
You really pulling me by a string

by the evening
Knowing that the odds are slim and the meals stay fat 
And the clicks and swipes keep our life intact 
All my friends do drugs so I

Blud, come on g... unless I go jail or I get killed by the opps
Bruv mans always here to support you, remember that
Have some confidence, have some

Woke up this morning it felt like any other day
Look at the clock and my homie said that he's on his way
To pick me up and head to the store, I forgot

Yeah
This song is dedicated to all the average joes out there in The world
Trying to get their money
Check it out
Uhh, I go by the name Chris
Woke up

बघ, फक्त की पुन्हा करेल जवळ

She gaves me vibe like a mother & take care of me
द्यायची mom सारखी vibe माझी काढायची ती नजर

She said you are my favourite

I am a Disney usher
I'm barely scraping by
My discontentment comes in many shapes and sizes
But I woke up this morning
I told myself to try
I

of heaven. Have you had those, they look, they taste like Styrofoam pellets.  I had four of those this morning around eight o'clock, 2:30 this afternoon I

wait
Wait, wait
But I can never forget the late night conversations
Where I was saved by the friends I didn't think I had
I held on close like I held

It's What Your Country Can Do For You

Master

The Best of Master

you need to work for the human machine
There is certainly no other way

You need to get up every morning and punch that time clock
You are

rhymes are like mind tricks
It make em do some things they wouldn't do before
Like fuck with me
Or claim my songs are gonna open doors
I was tryna open

leave yo heart all cold and frigid 
So take heed to this helpful here tidbit 
Or end up like a like a- like a  teenage misfit
Don’t get confused by her

yourself? (Why the fuck are you-!)
Why keep hurtin' yourself? (Why keep hurtin' yourself?)
Look, why burden yourself, or keep hurting yourself?
Why burden

messin’ for all the weighty tongue, 
You’re the decent one, shining like an untouched nun, 
But all the untouched ones are the ones the men don’t want

so crazy
Just like a jungle

You need to wake up every morning
And start to run away
Sometimes you're the hunter
Sometimes you are the prey
But It is

morning 
People fake and phony
So you cant trust them
Got the demons on me 
So I cant function 
Leave this everyday struggle 
Like Joe Budden  
Want to be

the morning
I need an iced out watch that shit is dormant
I'm breaching through, you follow the format
Just watch your feet, right by the doormat
Brand new whip

keep me a toaster. He play like he street when we read through them folders
Heart kinda' cold, baby girl, I can't hold you. I still got some shit that

Oooo, I told her bitch I ain't like other dudes
Oooo, I told her act up and you gotta move
Oooo, you got a problem bet I got a tool (You know I keep it

I can see the clouds are thinning now, like a fading foggy morning on a cruise ship bow
Like a hoard of starving natives as they die of wanting

3:23 in the fuckin’ morning and I
Can’t sleep feelin’ like I’m about to cry and die
Because I know you’re probably with another man and why
You had to be

day, he came by the shack boozed up as hell and grabbed my Sis by head, and pulled her down like she ain't nothing and I lost control

Ooh eey
Oh my

a dragon's in my way
By my hand it's slain
It's my walk, it's my talk
How I look down the block
I won't fuss, I don't fuck
With you dear like a Buck
If you

Cole, you have the energy
When I get my women together we look like The Brady Bunch
I'm going back to the future, my haircut a mullet, I look the 80s