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Intro
(Acoustic guitar with a soft, nostalgic melody)

Verse 1
We’ve walked this path for so long, side by side,
Shared our dreams and secrets,

get back 
Outside is wack and you know that I miss that 
Soft touch lady 
Kisses maybe 
Why do I call every time that I'm faded 
Say the right things

and I pray for it


gypsy life
because this is my life
my home is the moment
I just let it flowing


we'll fly
we'll cry
we will survive
like the last

your time
Now it is my turn
The time is mine
I'm leaving the trouble and worries behind
Let loose let go untwine

This will be the last time that I try

of an era, rock rap's harder this year
No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair
Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you

have you been up to
When I wonder, do you think of me
Do you grant me the same kind of courtesy
My only reply is the acoustic echo of
This little room

picture of us that you love so much |This is the last goodbye.||It's no epiphany, but you seem like you're genuinely |Surprised by all this. |Truth is, you

education

And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by

a kid, never thought that I would be the shit
Still the furthest away from the end, this is where the race truly begins

Who is the real, who is a fake,

Last Time I Checked

Young Jeezy

Down South Slangin'

2008

Last Time I checked Bk was the hood
Last Time I checked Bankhead was the hood
Last Time I checked Harlem was the hood
But them rappers don't live

mh mh, they my pet peeve
Every time they talk, boo-hoo, it's depressing
Damn, okay, excuse me
Beating up this road, this shit is getting abusive

48th Street

Your Old Droog

Your Old Droog

2014

deputies and sheriffs let Droog monetize this rare gift
When your old pal is in these big ass palaces racked up
Maybe then I'll get my callouses back
Then

Winners in the front
Bigger business from
Insufficient funds
And by the time you hear this
It's old news. So while I'm here at moment
Ima write in case I

known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him

to stop
This music, I use it like cupid, now watch
These abusive acoustics break down the whole plot
My conclusive intrusion is ruthless, I brought
Enough

Freestyle #1

Sly Boogy

Judgement Day

2003

[Sly Boogy]
Sly Boogy
uh uh
heh heh
yeah, check it
uh uh

I be curb servin' this ebonical slang
When it's time to splerge a verse, I'm on top of my

hold
A year passes by and Francis the Bruce, visits with his acoustic guitar
The year after that, a colour set; times worthy of B, G and R
Mull

Mumble famous last words: All’s forgiven -
It’s too absurd.
I love you all the time in wintertime.
All the time in wintertime. 

Written by and copyright

at the statue tomorrow at Ten, and we will begin your lessons.’ 
This is how it began. 


For three hard years Older grilled Younger on all aspects of music, then

flow
Go crazy, knowing you letting your stash grow
Time is money, we lost track,
I'm checking my clock, already past four,
Wasted niggas getting kicked

the streets
One for adolescence and two for the extremes
Living off of borrowed time you know who it be
This is King

promise, I'm not gonna bite!
And despite my claws and my shiny jaws
You can bring out my acoustic side
Oh, who is this that I see?
It's a brand new friend!

for the one I sing
I sing for you

Been all this time and still how I feel
If time is my healer then I can't be healed no more
Never a morning I don't

dance
This is our last chance, brick by brick and day by day

Hiding from your truth, shaping my own better story
Finding my youth, times without pressure