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your breath because they revolt like a choir 
They say the language is dead, well, then why do we speak 
I hope you understand that my brain is fixed

Walking past by your fucking door, not open up
My temper high enough, I don't know where to go
With a statement for a hoe
Got my named signed in ink

I burst thermometers with every page comparing us
is like a common cold against the plague
So many live like mice trapped in a maze
some wait by

Confess my love in a foreign language,
Then light myself on fire
And get mauled by a bear
Vincent Van Gogh
Bit off his own ear
To impress some girl who

of a Pyrex
Follow this guy steps
Following my steps
I'm surrounded by muscle
I'm like biceps
I made it in then made it out
But left the money there
You putting

Real nigga yea that’s me to the core
Dirty Jersey I live by the shore
And I’m tryna get dipped in Dior
I’m just giving my thanks to The Lord
Never

expose snakes
If they leave when you down wasnt with you anyway
Rule in the game at any moment niggas can change
And Im riding by myself so its noone to

giants in my way
And they all run
Fee fi fo fum
Giant steps my steps are chosen
Fee fi fo fum
David killed Goliath
Made 'em all run
I got bare faith
Flows

never leave like Magic Johnson
Said that you ain't scared of me but you run more than David Goggins
Got a doobie in my hand and that bitch is full

and they could tell
Before your W most times you take an L
Word to Eli I know the book and trace it well
But I'm trapped in a cell that my mind created
I

the fuel, it gets you Gassed to see me cooked
I'm in my bag, but on the book,
You think I'm mad, and think I'm shook

Well
Made you look
Made you look
Made

Odin
I'm David Ruffin don't treat me like I'm Otis
All these stars in the sky
How I get left on the ground
Keep my head up like a king
While I'm sipping

"Yellow Pickup Truck"
by David Bruce Murray (MusicScribe Publishing) 

VERSE 1
Daddy drove a yellow pickup truck to church on Sunday morning,

People Like Me

K'NAAN

Troubadour

2009

than brilliance and certainly more than difference
And if you ask me now would I repeat it
Would I fight in a war I don't believe in
Well the answer is

People Like Me

K'NAAN

Troubadour [Clean]

2009

Would I fight in a war I don't believe in?
Well, the answer is if not me where the cancer is
They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth

And after all

you think it's a Mac

You're in a trap but bro you not trapping I'm not a rapper but I'm still rapping
As soon as I stab her might as well stab him

a party where you poo-poo
Uh, that is not a nice thought
Get locked up in the afternoon
I make it out by Night Court
Long as I don't see that world
I got

take it day by day
But ‘cause in my mind
We’re still ok

If I can’t stay with you
Would I run away
No
If I can’t stay with you
I would find a way
Cause I

Land of the Free

Thea Gilmore

The Lipstick Conspiracies

a country with no problems about selling one another 
I guess we all have our dirty ink stains on the history books 
In the pages, on the cover 
And at dawn

well
He had it coming but why does no one care
Louis Walsh can grab a woman
By the bum on telly?
Like it's something socially acceptable
I hope I never

Tell Tale Signs

Frank Turner

Tape Deck Heart

2013

matters, like pain doesn't hurt.
You should be more to me by now than just heartbreak in a short skirt.

You kind of remind me of scars on my arms that I

And look each other over, side by side
Is it finally you

Daisy, Daisy, Daisy, Daisy
Oh that I could have a foot in each town
But lately, I've been mostly

Watch the world go by
I feel your lips on mine
Oh, what a mess we'll make
Our future's so bright

If we're going to
Let's really go for it
What do we have

the goat, you're still a runt
That line will make me the one they hunt
But the blows they land are gonna be blunt
Cause I'm up in the sky, next to the sun
But