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chandelier
I been stressin' bout my pops
He getting worse by the year
Just think about that shit, got me drowning in my tears
I keep telling my moms that we

I'm in the driver's seat so I ain't gotta pay for parking
Meaning I ain't finna stop shit
Drop albums just to pop shit
Y'all drop a bunch of nonsense

I

accidentally than realised 
I had to find out wad my passion is
I know raising me wasn't ,the easiest thing
But look at me now I grew up before your eyes could

to rely on me, yea

Look, I spit the truth in the booth, no lie
So believe when I say that I've cried some nights
All on my own in my room and I'm thinking

whipping in go karts 
Aint gotta catch a body I'm just doing a Mozart 
But if I gotta do it I'll prove it that I have no heart 

I'mma go fucking crazy

Frozen, I can't feel the rest of me
So cold, I can't feel your energy
What did all of you expect from me
Two-tone Patek that's the recipe
I don't

clean, we grew Up on same Team, but they ain't Like this
Lost my mind when my mom died, Niggas Couldn't tell me shit

Seen this in my mind's eye, made

to find good when evil is the king
So I clear my head and I scroll on by
See a new guy the kids idealize
Flashing money and drug right in front of their

games all of the time
You cannot look me in the eyes, it seems the truth is hard to find
And I've got nothing left to say, so you better turn around

when I nor take day drop since I day use am take learn
Ep when belike album
Cool ur chest like say na TomTom
Always nack beat raw Im never using a condom

Frozen, I can't feel the rest of me
So cold, I can't feel your energy
What did all of you expect from me
Two-tone Patek that's the recipe
I don't

the soul
They say the best things in life are free
Like air for your lungs, lights for eyes
So I ain't selling shit Im too real
Matter fact I'm too deep it's

my niggas eat
Open eyes let the youngins see
Middle finger to the industry
Middle finger to a fake nigga
Don't fuck around get your cake nigga
Baby

face

But with people like you it's all in your eyes
You've grown to hate yourself
And couldn't even face a goodbye

And yeah ok I know what you'll say

Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem)

JT

A Tribute to Jay-Z [Big Eye]

2002

down in the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy,

Beelz

Stephen Lynch

The Craig Machine

and had a son
And now he makes his living as a singing comedian
I'm in every Zeppelin album; I'm in all Rush Limbaugh's rants
I'm the reason that

You Ain't Mine

Kyla

You Ain’t Mine

2017

it go, let it go, let it go
Let, let, let it go, let it go, let it go

Can't replace a thug with a guy
It's like something is wrong with your eyes

Time to write this album chronic Future 2000
Time's no obstacle and we just arouse
All the minds that seem to be in tune
Ranting like a platoon under

They say that time flies
What you see
When you look into my eyes
Got my niggas and my bitch
Sitting right by my side
Got me feeling mile high

like
Them other guys
Looking at my ice
Looking at my chains
I can see it in your eyes
I can dig your brain
I know you want a piece
Of the pie
Girl quit

on, yeah we on, yeah we on)

I remember just a youngin with my eyes wide open
Big dreams, I was on my way to limelight stuntin
Mind focused with my

on caffeine
Whatever you want to call it   
Onto a different timezone 
Surrounded by high beams 
Eyes getting low 
I think its time for me to dream 
But I don't

Song Name- Love Me. Album-Messy

Woke up this morning wiped the sleet out from my eyes, opened the curtains and the birds were in the sky, oh what

tickets like Miley Cyrus
Better keep an eye on us, adjust your ops
Cause the third mind shine my design Cyclops
Just recline and watch and
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