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Yeah
 
No landline
Text ya
Self-drive Tesla
No big bank
My big bank 
Deposited chequing 
On a app  
Fuck a hotel check in 
Give the host dap
Young

can't even bare so I just pay a fair
Throwing are love all up in the air
I miss pulling on your hair and slapping on that diary air
Having some good sex

O'er the ramparts we watched
Were so gallantly streaming
And the rockets' red glare
The bombs bursting in air

Shot him in the chest and now he

the heavy air
Like a glitch boogie fruit bat

All the beds I’ve ever peed on in my sleep
Making a parade
Wearing their toxic yellow, radioactive green, rotten

peacoats with pumps in the sleeves
Pull up in yellow Bimmers like we fuckin' Latin Kings
Shootouts in Dewey Park, left the TEC by the swing
Pay fees

they asking what do he do?
I was in the trap like the hen with some kiddo, kiddo
Money conversation I ain't playing with my business, business
Had her by

on to my hand and ima take us there
It don't matter where we go we can anywhere
Long as the weather right and we breathe the purest air
Resident by the lake

while she pop abortion pill
She a sheeple people but I think by my free will (Will)
It’s funny that she fighting cause she know she Can’t compare
Don’t do

du lac
Put the larger stack in the back pocket de mes black leather pants à la Marilyn Manson
J'ai marché vers le son, blinded by the lights
J'ai

Chickens on me, ain't no Popeyes
Heard he want some beef, okay I'm pullin' up with five guys
Hear me fly by, off this dope boy I be sky high
You can

abide by the rules
Tim Allen all my homies got tools
Couple bitches pussy coming in twos
Only fan model air dropping nudes
Only fan model air dropping

air balloon
Overhead, beyond you
I'm the shit, so are you, confidence out the wazoo
Don't catch Foster in a foul mood
I got luck by my side like

have the chance to finally air-
Out all your fucking problems onto-pages so I write this here
In recognition that I've got this-outlet some can't quite

I Believe in Something

Too Much Joy

Live at Least

2001

believe in these tiny little pills (Turn out the lights)
I believe in something
Mystic words on the back of dollar bills (When it's late at night)
I believe

Take Me There

Jimmy Needham

The Good Life

2011

Yeah
Hey I wonder if there is anybody else 
Who is about ready to go home

[Chorus]
I just wanna go where
I'm only breathing your air
Father

should be walking in flames
Everyone shoot not all of them aim
I knew I was different when all of them changed
Play on that track dont get hit by the train

burying lies that they can't sell
Locking up my people in the jail cells
Forced labor got you thinking that you need bills
Share holders are discussing how

them niggas air you out 
Outta breath 
And Outta air 
Outta sight 
Outta mind 
Smoking gas 
I'm out In space 
Time up I'm Outta time 
Unless I make time

adhesion, these rhymes so sublime 
They carry themselves beyond space time 
My wording so carefully chosen
So snare-fully posed, so daring composing
To air

up with day ones we live by the code
I'ts do or die in gang we trust bitch we swore an ought
I got this angelic vibe with the devilish flow

Hands up

and learn…life
Broken in the morning but I’m stronger by the night 
I wasnt born to be a coward I was born here to fight 
Hand out with food but you take my hand

see this flair
I don’t wanna die and end up in hell
Of course I’m scared
So I’m tryna do right by the Almighty
If he calls on me then I’m there
Yeah,

alright
Maybe next month I'll catch up with last
Baby: be honest--
Are we fucked?
Can we breathe?
I thought there was air in these things...
I miss

hands up high
put em in the air for these stand-up guys
We just trying to never let the chance go by
And it won't cause it's obvious the fans don't lie