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buster's mouths
Be talking too loud
I don't need no fake friends
We all coming
From the same town
Used to love 'em
But I'm space bound
Tell 'em who's

Starting off your day now, oh no
Washing off your face now, oh no
Crossing by the playground, oh no
Longing for the day

All that is is all that's

Dreamed Huxtables but settled for the Winslows
As days goes by realizing only Family Matters
Couldn't afford the apartment in the sky
Good Times kept us

now
Thinkin life is a game on a playground
Now ya betta go find ya way out

VERSE 2

Do you really wanna get bogged down
And a get tossed down wit

got crowded by the hollowing wave of sound
I know you'll stay after I'm gone

Cuts deep, cuts deep
Unstable type shit, yo
Got the box cutter by my side like sweeney todd
No matter how much you try, you can't be me, god
No

Oso plain and boring
Dead the weird narratives they forcing
Introduce myself
I'm gift
Mind awesome
Mad character
Pretty face
But hold on
Talented

safety

I'm praying to God but I dance with the devil
In the club I might dance with the metal
Free smoke when it gets hot like a kettle
Momma need a crib

venues like the coaches
I'm the god of rap just like moses
Oh yes yes sir
Can i buy 25 cents worth of roses
That's that like I was born like
This farewell

I feel invisible
Like I can't be seen
Like you're not wondering
Where I have been
When I was a kid
Playground
Recess
The first time I questioned
What

playground reject boredom
Focus on the Lord Lord scorch em more than a martian
I don't keep it hundred keep it 3 I'm a spartan
Trinity left deceit sitting in

Thoughts that remain heavy
You can't restrain any
Niggas talking to god
Like I'm ready when you ready
Life is all a facade
The unsteady is too deadly
Tryna

party
Put the cute back in metal
Come on over
To the cop party
You'll be massively aroused

I'm a man, I've got my gun
It's all on a game; aim to shoot

like growing up but I don't think I gotta

My mother sold the place
By the septa trains
To the racist lady
Who remembers my face

And my brother doesn't

the daytime
Like we stay in the streets
Slide through with the same guys
That I stay by let the family eat
The city our playground where we hang out
Yea they

them all
I know the kids can be mean on the playground
And they'll call you all kinds of names
But you can't walk away with your head down
And expect

work-song
I'm sure of it
These children of the quarantine are harvesting a newfound freedom
From farming tactics planted by millennials who
Dream of equality

at the bookshelf and peruse
The people you see in everyday life
Are fighting the fights
That you would not try
Is that enough reason to not cry
I'm being lied to by

friends
who still by my side 
that was a journey 
and i promise you
there's so much coming

quiet in my room and crying 
i'm just a kid 
who still don't

Goddamn, I can't believe at last is recess time
This endless morning really got me so fucked up
Hundreds of stories that I'm sure will blow your mind

glee
Watch the water flow
Wondering what I would be when I grow
My life was like a playground
Oh, those were the days
I felt like I was crowned
Because I

changed
I left the thought of all these bitches in the rain

I was lonely on the playground by myself when I was a kid
They don't know this but I was

I got knives in my mouth
I got ice in a drought
Tell me lies and I'm out
Cross me twice, I doubt
Only one way to find out
Guess I better fly south

just the days alive
From no lie but just the days alive
We are daze alive
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