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to rule it
Brand new scuffs on the same old Jordan's
Coke and ketamine what they imported
Rolls and Porsche's
R r r r rolls in porsches
Inertia over

Blossoms fall from every tree
Flying side by side in harmony


But will we ever get there?
Each captured soul
Is begging, gasping for air
Within the moonlit

to limit
It don't need a definition
For beauty recognition
I'm making use of my ambition
Making art as a musician
Overcome other's suspicion
Step by step

yeah
No hole in my blood, you can tell by
my flesh yeah
Wearing Dior sneaks but I'm not running or jogging
Niggas on the gram, call the internet logging

JANEL FINE ASS 
CRIB BY MONORE
THE STICK A CIG 
SOLD IT FOR 6 CUZ IT WAS OLD 
BOBBY AND WHITNEY 
TRYNA ROB ME RISKY 
SKIP THE RIGAMAROLE 
BITCHES PLAY

She's got
Light blonde hair and her bright blue eyes
With a heart full of care
Big old world with a great big hole
Waiting for her fresh air
He's got

Hole in your head holding onto what's now dead.
Praying the lies that you've fed, don't get eaten by miss lead.
(Yeah)
Bodies turning cold, hold my

Just outside of Tulsa, not too far from home
She puts her quarters into a rusty old payphone
She cannot remember
She cannot recall
What happened

I can make colors
I’ve been known to make shapes sometimes too
I can take this crayon, trace my hand
I’ll create a turkey for you

I can make you

of these loop holes
I'm 32 yeah I'm too old
To be putting back to accrue wealth
Cause I never knew what the truth holds
Mom and pops in the same boat
Work

the dilutin
Know a lot of y'all find it amusing I can tell how you movin
You too old, boy, fuck is you doin'? IG winnin', but real life, you losin
If a nigga

to shoot
My big cousin in the hole the c.o. smelled the hooch
Brand new rick Owens 1500 for these boots

Bae don't look inside my bag I Got babies in there
I

killin' me
I took a long, hard look right in the mirror
I saw a broken man lookin' back, it couldn't be clearer
As I saw it, I knew there was a hole
That I

hometown
You're my hometown
My hometown
My old town's in the rearview looking distant
And I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it
Like there's a hole in my

These young G's need apologies from the old heads in the hood
They never learned the game, all the rules misunderstood
Addicted to the shine,

don't know, I can't make you understand Just know that this ain't my plan, no, this is all God's hand
Outro
At eight years old I seen a hole in his head

you just let it pass you by?
Yo
Your eyes are tired; legs weak, lungs are fired
There's a hole in your heart that's showing, very deep going
You're

got holes in his shoes and his jeans are hella dirty
Smile on his face with a wealth not worldly
With a style and a grace that got all these heads

of those old worries just don't bother me much now
Cuz I got new ones
Tried and true ones
Bills past due ones
Interest accrue ones
Hole in my shoe ones

The work week been way too long
Ain't been enough Waylon on on the radio 
To get a good old boy by
No
The achin' back its just gettin' old
You

oops, we caught you by suprise

[Mad Skillz]
While you niggas get upset, I'm a get to the point
It's me, the nigga that slayed "E" on the vowel joint

I've Been Down

Mac Dre

Rapper Gone Bad

1999

And pressed his body alarm for quick assistance
Now these muthafuckas want to do it the rough way
Five C.O.'s is what it takes to cuff Dre
Straight to the hole

Yeah
Geno
Yeah
What it do nigga
Yeah
What it does
Y’all takin this shit
Too serious
I’m just havin fun
Bout to get some wok
And grab a couple buns

Whenever your eyes are on me, I withdraw
Whenever I'm by myself, I'm nothing at all
I've got too many empty loves to heal
Too many cells for drugs