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And titan fights inspirin music by me
Bicycle kicks, no bikes to ride
Walkin to school, bags under my eyes
Humidity, but the ocean is nice
Sweaty nights with

Jimmy Hat

Snow

Mind on the Moon

a minute 
Someone wait a minute, minute 
Need a jimmy hat 
For my bullshit... minute minute 
Wait a minute 
Someone wait a minute, minute 
Need a jimmy

Adorned with a crown of thorns
Gray bags under my eyes
I ain't slept in weeks
Not a wink
But this disguise is a warning
And words are warring
That

a drug dealer, I'm a drug dealer retired I worked for Radio Shack and got fired
Money bags under my eyes, I'm so tired Think you fly, as me, you're so

a marathon, day straight
Running on no sleep
No speed, I smoke weed, EV they know me
Bags under my eyes, from trees like groceries

to be

A classic Christmas movie is queued on the TV
Retriever's laying at my feet, that's where she loves to be
Puppy's curled up on the couch, eyes

I wake up every morning with bags under my eyes
It's a painful reminder that I never see the light
And so I go
To the minute that I get out
And I

Everyday I wake up again and again
These bags under my eyes have become my friends
I know that life is weird and I don't really get it 
But I know

To crash any second

Minutes going by and then I tend to wonder why 
My mind is flickering, the way my eyes keep blinking
I pour another drink
And then I

the puzzle pieces
And tussle in the summer
We discovered other reasons
I took my little brother birthday
Shopping off of pieces
You'll see Jimmy Hoffa face

tryna go back
Gotta get it by myself
So be it
If anybody had my back
Nigga that'd be me!

Don't whisper under your breath
Say what you mean
Stand on what

Permanently fixed is your eye on my brow, 
That's raised in protest of your latest cry of foul, 
That bounces like a siren off the windows

I see the western sky,
where we lie
I used to stay all night,
witness of your life
I'd wash my ride,
for you to come by
Take you to the southern

now I'll trust anyone else

Bags under my eyes feeling exhausted all the time
Keep myself from sleep my sheets are drenched in sweat and grime
Prick my

I've been packing bags just in case
Packing bandages, rations, & mace
Ready to disappear at any time
We could quietly drive up north
Park down by

on by as I’m slidin’ outta my chair
Like we’re bankin’ a turn tho’ we’re still not up in the air
What a Sheila she does with koala blue eyes
Tho’ I’m

in the cup while the steak getting chopped by the chef in the kitchen I

Close your eyes
And make the blues go away

Why she gonna leave me in the cold

Got my eyes on the grand prize, place your bet 
Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an upset 
Hold the burner close by my hands and my pocket

my bitches and jimmy choo
Wasnt for this bag I dont know what ill do
Cost me 600 to lace the shoe
Bring out them cameras we making a movie
Yeah fuck

Decisions, Decisions

Goodie Mob

Muggs Presents the Soul Assassins, Chapter I

1997

Swimsuits with green bags
I'm on the corner with my butt up, sellin you product
Women puttin theyself in positions to get cut up

Hook:
Up out'cha guts,

a lioness
I admit I'm high as shit
I'm at peace with my environment
Chollo lowriders
Ladies designed in the candy
Skulls and knives, fire, golden eyes

of a
Thousand knives cutting my eyes
I watch myself in a body bag
There's no way you can save me

The Mall

Gang Starr

Moment of Truth [LP]

1998

these bags from Antilla
He got to be, but you hot to me, you under lock and key?
Laid it down properly, this cat at Stern's watching me
Moved on me

eyes, long nights
Molly high, eyes wide
I see through the fake love
Y'all just want to live my life

Triple C's Givenchy slides
Ps and Ps in Prada bags