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I told you/
Nobody gonna see it til it's too late/
But back to what I was sayin' before/
You think I don't know I sound crazy?/

It's always funny til

washy (woo)
This a Talladega Night, I think I'm Ricky Bobby (bah, bah)
My advice: quit the music, get a different hobby
All you lil' niggas sound

just boarded on our futuristic spacecraft
No mistakes, black as our music we must take back

Yo, it's three thousand thirty
I want y'all to meet

Virtual Life

Paul Brandt

Risk

Words & Music by Paul Brandt


I'm bored

I need a new topic

search the world for another subject

and by the time I find it I've forgotten where

This been a long time coming
I’ve spent a long time running
It’s been a long time since making music with my cousin
Locked in his room for days
Who’s

Crystal samples falling all around the kitchen
Remember music was our life 
Like tweets you always pinnin'
Use to be our spot yea we’d waste

bendejco
My shoota got the pump
And it sound like a drako 
To make sure
We get everything we done 
Prayed for
Bar so hard it break bones 
And snuff out halos

you round like a minecart that's south bond
Making these sounds like I know what I'm doing
But the truth is is that I'm truly truly new to music

be my bae
You can't be in my way
Switchin lanes goin the fast way
Swerving Downtown in the wraith

Money and music that's what I praise
What I live by

This music really keep me sane
Looking out the window dealing with this pain
Every outcome I face the same
Window flood my eyes with rain
Think I'm

settle in
We went from best friends to you being my girlfriend
Promise to stick by your side until the world ends
When disaster strikes you know I’m gonna

you ride away
As I create my own wave
Went and created my own wave
Did it myself by my own way
I do not mess with you, so lame
Claim you the coach, but

Only selfishness powered by greed 
Look at me again and tell me what you need 
You won't because trust doesn't grow on trees 
Money doesn't come with

moved from the east and I'm from the west
Teach me how to love, I'm learnin' from the best
Incorporate our love to my music as a niche 
I used to be

to Uche B my dawg
I'm in the presence of a god
You know that B is for blessing
When that beat hit your mail, you getting blessed by a god
Blasphemy ,

light up the dim
With music, stories, and when we feel stuck to release
It's enough to just be, who you are is a peach
We met up at the beach to see if

to the drugs
Thinking of the past like man was it rough
If it wasn't for the music id probably be 5 feet under 
You can steal my light but not my sound

From Hell is Other Robots

Robot Devil: Gentlemen?

[Music starts]

Bender:
Aw, crap, singing. Mind if I smoke?

Robot Devil:
Cigar's are evil, you

on christmas but i had an issue
Then i froze up in my room like i was in an igloo
Get the fuck up off my dick
With that christmas song shit
Needed time by myself

way I'm going through ya, aye
This sound like a track that's made when we would hang with Scooter (shol do)
Everything is Deep like back when I would

miss it, because I grew distant
And now I spit this sick, Whatchu saying?
Think it's a game, You think we playing?
Is you insane? You out your brain?
If

Is bankroll
Them late nights
Up on Wright by the Viking Store
Fuck laying pipe
Tryna get some money outta hoe
They killed
Coty
And they tried To make

music selection 

Generational flaws, deserve segregation
I need a Lauryn Hill, lil miss education 
You take them out to eat, they pass the bill,

phone
Or like listeing to music with no sound no tone
A nigga feels broken inside this skin with no bones
But for him I have no sympathy
This sad story