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But I know I never lived up to your expectations
Through my endeavours, dear

But I still love you
I keep myself up, hoping that you'll call
I still

away
And she also doesn't have my nudes
So I can go fuckin' in on this bitch

Called every night, things lookin' bright
Treated her right, she started

Love in Ya Mouth

Kilo Ali

Organized Bass

1997

She eats me, sun she, she can suck a dingo 
All day all night all evenin' long 
She said she nevea done it, she said she neva tried 
She's sittin'

staples watch niggas try to copy
I put it on I ain't saving no style
I'm by myself Imma go against the crowd
Who the brokest? ain't never being loud
I keep

As always, Im anxious        
when night falls, Im chased by anxiety
i try to avoid you as i fall asleep

you would know
how fucked up my place is

alive, dying is coming nearer

The mirror doesn't show all my imperfections
I take it in like all of them were a lesson
Stressing about this fucked up

my current understanding of them
I know you’d love it here
I know I’d love you here
I know I’d love you here
Fucked up and stuck in my addiction, man

at this life
I can't do it by myself! Put me in the
Grave just don't put me on the shelf! All
I'm asking for is strength just
To get me through
This hell

Oh tell myself I'm losing
The final words are so far away
But I think them over every night and day

Grew up
Without your father
When your birthday came around
He wouldn't even bother to
Give you a call
Or stop by for awhile
Just a mention

Thought I'd really be fine by myself, I
But I'm fucked up by the night, ooh
Spending my time all day just to smoke up, I
I'm just dying

You coming

it real tight
I know it sounds silly
But what if the light
In my room
Reminds me of you
Yeah what if the light
By my bed isn't right
And I find myself

he will not tame
If he created it all
These are reflections of god

These are reflections of your lord and savior
The whole world's fucked and no one's

life that were really very dark
Time to go hard bruh
Praat jou kak
Jul kerk mense suip julself heel fucked up
Bybel onderarm
Praat heeldag twak
Loop rond

down, I'm not living a lie
Always honest with myself, had to swallow my pride
I been working really hard, I'm not wasting no time
Never gave up on my

Yo Boss
Hey turn them headphones up for me my nigga
Trae the Truth
Young Chill told myself I wasn't gon
Get back in that zone mayn
It's like this

Call It What You Want

WC

The Shadiest One

1998

in the attic
Pager blowin' up all night, my bitch never gave a nigga static
I used to make her mad enough to kill
Lipstick on the front of my draws,

night I had a fucked up dream
Wish I could tell y’all what I’ve seen
But it’s personal, too much me
It’s too much me, or at least it seems
By 19 you

I woke up the other day walked out to blue suburban skies,
skies filled with dreams and butterflies and i wondered to myself how do I fit in this

but then I pimped hoed around found myself just wanting shit
Then found self-respect until y’all corroded it 
What a fucked up night I couldn’t do

night in the streets
These days I sleep go to work and I eat
I guess I really been to hell just for the hell of it
Yeah self destruct was the only way I

fears
i’ve been running all day, from the man in the mirror
i just crashed the whip, ‘cause i forgot how to steer
my life, ‘cause it’s fucked up
stop

relate
Lonely nights ain't have no rides
By myself tryna make a way
This the shit I gotta live with
Uh
Tell me that you love me when I'm gone
I know that

the flame burns
The names earned, from all the years upon the same earth
We share it every day just by living up in the same dirt
The same worth, we bottle