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you can hit me on a late night
I've been slaying base lines by the bayside
Gotta find me in the live, I don't face time
Making vibes for the heads not

Talkin' Casey
John Hurt, Winwood Music Company, Inc.  The Adage Group LLC.

This is the story of Casey Jones He was a mighty engineer
His train was

pressure
I'll put you on top a fairy tale my Cinderella
Now I know this might be a lot for you to take in
We can take it slow no need for rushing
Lets live

Ya I can't
Why
Why
I need some answers need to know what's wrong
When did I take this turn when I was just drifting on life's road
I don't see me when

the distance, trying not to be insistent
But I pray this year my father flying home for Christmas
Shit is different
Time can't change the circumstances

Or give

life to live and that's that
I keep my lyrics heavily
Packed and cocked back
I'll smash you right in
Your fucking face black
I'm the realest nigga what

who coming after
You so focus on living you can't live
Yo so focus on keeping you can't give
You so focus on hating you can't love
You so focus

On hearing this, Kamsa burst into a rage.
Aaaargh......
I slay her before she lives to have that eighth child.
Kamsa...
Do you realise what you're going to do?

outside my circle I don't need no hoe
We ain't kids no more so you got to act mature
I got I in the cloud but no iPhone
And everyday I put my life on this

tried time and again
I was so blinded by this
And now I'm dying to live
They say love is a battlefield
I won't try it again
Cuz everytime I do I just get

could feel my pain yet
When you left I don't even think I felt the same yet
2018 been hittin' til' this day
Lost my mama and my mama plus I lost Dre
Kept

All my life I've been good
Do what my mom and dad and God say I should
Go to church and Bible School
To live by God's rule
So whatever people

on this beat
Just let me floss my shit
It's Big Jack
Don't think I forgot about all that fake shit
I'm here for my get back, It's on now
I thought she moved

everything is fine
I keep lying im trying to let it out
I'm seeing how my life is passing and I'm missing out
And now my mic is something I could never live

gon be a bad swarm
No more grief for fam, fulfilled even if my life's gone
But as the next man
I get just as impatient
My adolescence breeds

Yuh!
I was a trap kid
Like running
Fast trips, I was 
A bad kid, they asked
Me. AYE Flip what's that
You got, up in yo book
Bag? This gasious, this

Chisel my heart with an ice pick
I promise you I won't feel a thing
Looking life in its iris
And to this day I don't see a thing
See a thing
See a thing

laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's

good to be alive
 
Verse 2

Child is born with no state of mind
Raised up in this ghetto life
Three strikes got daddy doing time
Feel like he was born

You've been on my mind
Couple weeks couple days gone by
Baby why you hide?
You disappeared you can't say I haven't tried
You know that'd be a lie
I

I'm coming take over this year 
Wait
I say
I'm coming take over this year
Live your life for real this year
I'm going to work hard all my life
Hustle

on to every word
And arm of every person acting like they cared
It never occurred
That this life can be a trap that we all fall into
But everything that

it how you can and keep all your secrets tucked
At the end of the day ain't nobody give a fuck
This is how I feel you could say my mind is sick
Life is

to deserve this
Stay with me my whole life
I'm a witness that You're working
This way of thinking I
Think we had it twisted
We put ourselves so high
We forget