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in the beautiful thing
That changed my life and everything
Passing by in the peak of spring
And my heart melts every time we sing
Church bells will

my aisle throwing smiles then you reroute
I see now, I see now

Yeah, broken hearts still on that Weil side
Over Olive tears after all these years

I'll rip ya core wide open
Think I'm joking
I'll turn you out and leave ya heart broken
Exploding all on ya moment
You thought you had it you hoping
You

the time
Would blow away
Need you to save me today
Come Jump in
To my heart
I can tell
You not right
Take a spin
In the car
We can drive
To the light
I been

pops but if it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t be here
I got a broken heart like can u fix I need a repair, shawty sold my glasses so it’s hard for me to see

thangs
Just make a promise
You won’t leave me
Cause his grass is green-I will never let you go
Make a pinky promise
It should never be broken
And if you

the heart
But the not the stomach
For the treasure
And all our Mama's smoking
Find pipes
By the soap and
Razor blades
In the open
How you save em
When they

A Broken Heart I'm dreaming
But altogether it made me smart I'm free and (Now that's something to be proud of)

chillin' infinity, people's affinity
Bringing me Tilidin, forming a trinity
Yeah my psyche is wack
Body is broken like it's a damn wreck
I'm killin'

out the classroom
Now check it
I been trying different methods and
So for my protection I became a lethal weapon But now I'm broken
Somebody pass me

the sweet relief, want a sweeter smile
Want a sweetener by my side, that may take a while
Smellin' nice, feelin' sharp, I could cut a tile
Lookin' for my

to lock him in chains; beat him til he’s broken done been drove insane. Displace him from his home from all he’s ever known. Erase the smallest trace

to be free
How am I nothing in a world that was made up by
me?
Time to wake the side of me I tucked away so pridefully
But mama said she proud of me

up inside I'm just Moecy' right
Rapper from Chicago, nihilistic pacifying
All this time on my hands King Koopa on the mic
When I spit that yoga flame

up inside I'm just Moecy' right
Rapper from Chicago, nihilistic pacifying
All this time on my hands King Koopa on the mic
When I spit that yoga flame

Nobody been coola
Then my man big tuna
Jim breaking hearts
Causing lots of tears
It's really so sad
Tuna only live 40 years
Dwight schrute is the Best man

therefore justice ain't me
So I justify his name on obituary
Why you wanna see a good man with a broken heart?
Once upon a time I used to go to church

forever for you to come back
You left me here broken from a heart attack
I guess that it's time that I just face the fact that
You're not coming back

family members murdered every year and it hurts
Communities heart broken they overshadowed with grief
Not only genocide but damn we getting killed by

the crook (you a crook)
I am so broken I can not walk
I am not wanted i can not talk
I am not wanted I am forgotten
I'm so forgotten
King of the fallen
All

Why my life is life
I'm hexed but
I still continue to play
The record anyhow
This is what I was meant to be
Proud

A composer at heart
Even composing

true king
Lets kick it no bruce lee
Halo on me like master chief
Stole my heart but he aint no thief
Got it destined he writing my scenes
I'm just trynna

drive me crazy
I was heading that way but I took a 180
Now I’m in the fast line and my heart racing
Broken ECG I’m not complaining
This adrenaline’s what

a broken heart there is no surgery,
They want to know how i am , i say that I’m fine, I’m asked that every blue moon so i tend to remind, that i don’t need