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are open, were greeted by Odin
Call it
Valhalla
Lately, I can't seem to get in a groove, what's left to prove?
I'm all out of ideas, I can't seem

back home for buns
With my mum and her mates, watching re-runs

By day I sells draw with my mates you see
But at night I likes to watch romantic comedy
I

I be in and out the bank
Teller serving cake
Nigga what you lien 4, tell me what you drank
Nigga what this Nine for tel what you think
Frames all

a teen who can get real mean
But in the end i'm just cuddly

I'm shy but that doesn't mean I can't fight
I'll bite, you want me to save you right?
My

to the plane without him I can’t take flight
He the one who made me from the bottom, now I’m outta sight
And he not scared to throw some hands for me in a fight

grab her on thighs
I ain't tellin' no lie, Cross my heart out to die
I'd rather just die, if you wasn't by my side
What I said to my Glock best believe

trap

The trap by you, the trap by the rise and the trap by the fame
All you is doin', all you is doin
You just be lovin' me for the fame, for the fame

to no TV
Cuz you can't learn no shit from the cable 
(Cuz you can't learn no shit from the cable)
All in with a off suit 3 and a Queen
Cuz I'm putting my

Working for the fame or the love
Could've saved me, but you pushed me to the drugs
That's what made me, but I still remained the same
I don't tell my

barely manage
I can barely move
I can barely march
I can't stop the madness
God I took for granted
Everything you handed
Drowning in my sins
I'm a waste

straight out of scripture
Lust and Doubt, I battle the victor

If you had power what would you wish for?
Would you devour? Would you have kids or
Charge by

You see me fly by with my cape in the wind
Secretly I know you like me
And trust me bruh you don't wanna fight me
Cuz I throw them things and make your

politicians aisle versus aisle
Fight with each other till the death, we die
No one at the Capitol knows what they're doing
And I don’t really need to write

might defeat me
But oh no if you don't go
To the sound around you
You're surrounded now by surround sound
You're gunned down
No runnin' now
Time to pray

living for reasons
Amen

Ye, I'm feeling blessed
Can't settle for nothing less
I'm grateful what God has gave me always kept me fresh
I don't need all

to fight
I can't seem to find
Peace and tranquility
Ability to see shit keeps on deceiving me
My head is starting to hurt and it's killing me
Mind's racing

N 2 Gether Now

David Davidson

The String Quartet Tribute to Limp Bizkit: Break Stuff

2004

John Studd, my middle name Mud
Dirty water flow, too much for you thug
They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd,

fucks given by this prick to my right
I feel the anger rising
Imagining I will fight him
But that won't happen
Let me clear my mind
Rap along a song

Go-Get-Her

Vi3

Go-Get-Her/Nowhere

like a rodeo
Want to be the one to turn you on
Make it feel so right that it can't be wrong
Not tryin to be around for very long
If you ain't bout

Mm, yeah, yeah, yeah

With foes on my left and fears on my right
They think that I'm all by myself in this fight
But they do not know

Yeah yeah
Pop out wit that drip I been making it rain
Yeah yeah
Got a lil smarter backed up from tha stains
Yeah yeah
Rappin out my soul can u feel what

Just do your own equation
Everything ain't what you wish
Because your skin's caucasian
I've been at the alter
There's no time for my confession
Tell me

honey
If you got a plan for cheddar better run it by me
Posted in the hood, that's where you know that you can find me
Niggas had to take a recess, it was

by debauchery and sin
Took a couple L's looking for a win
Let me take you back to where I all began
Staring down a pinnacle, thinking to myself
Is it