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Making fools of our lives being told by fear what to do how to live
It's not the way I pictured myself learning to give

I'm lost inside my head I feel

to the fence
By the end we were covered in mud
As we climbed up to civilization, we were met with screams from the tourists who were admiring the beautiful view

while I'm counting up thousands
Trips across state, we keep racking up mileage
Racks in the safe, couple racks in my jeans
You by my side put me up in

hard
To live this life
When no one's listening
And every night
I'll find myself on the fence with continuing

The light fades, music ushers you offstage

Make cents 

By Jamell NYT 

If it don’t make dollars it don’t make sense wouldn’t let me in the game I was playing the fence I was playing

thinking of you

Lost in the waves, tossed by the wind am I
Like a goat that gets tangled in the clothes line in the backyard by the fence
I will leave

We are
Justified by faith
No it's not the works that did it
We are
Justified by faith
No it's not the works that did it (Amen)
Justified by faith

riding the fence
Why can't I commence
The next part of the story
I don't know the answer
Do you know yours? Of course I know you're
Listening with a heart

was raised
Surrounded by Dealers
Pistols & Ks
Police hop out
Yeah bitch we running from Jakes
I put that pump to your face
Braking the fences

back now I can understand

I was 
Killed by desire
Killed by desire
 
Running through my mind but I make no sense
It's hard to live lives on both sides

I'm rich now I live by a rule
If it's broke Ima fix
Life is really hit or miss
Fuck around and only fail if you ain't swinging at the pitch
Nigga you

That's Where We Live

Tate Stevens

Tate Stevens

2013

It's a place on the map where the railroad tracks
Run by a flag in the front yard.
See a kid on a bike throwin' papers in a drive
And a man

told her meet me in the Lobby
Getting money is my hobby come and stand by me
Lifestyle nigga, I say they wanna live like us
I swear to god these niggas

35
Til I'm 65
And I'm sitting on a porch like staring at the sky
Like damn I tried
Praying to a god that wasn't by my side
Or not enough
I must be

up
Under me weed and me look psycho, if you diss me an nuh dead you a live by luck
Way man a beat up the big bryco shot a drop like truck nose region

camp as he hides from your eyelids
Then before you realize this
He surprises you by knowing the date that your demise is
I'm an insomniac tryin to live

I been down and out I been up before I been down before
Tryna chase these dreams by all means that’s on everything
I been down and out I been up

I'm Gettin Money

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me) [Clean]

1997

a forty-five screamin out surviv-al
Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yo
and holla five-oj when I say so
Don't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin fences

Line 'Em Up [Album Version]

James Taylor

Hourglass

1997

was all broke, 
I looked like ashes and smelled like smoke
And I turned away from my loving kind, 
Try to leave my body and live in my mind
But it's

loss', so they say 
 Enter the fence rails, little one 
 The young live on 'till parents are gone 
  
 What a bad disease 
 Poor girl's deceased 
 It's

I'm going in
Incognito
Praise that black boy Black Beatle
Use to hop over fence
From the pigs
Hand out but you burned that bridge
They'll ex you out

of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say

If it's a fence, mend it.  If it's a dollar bill, spend it
Before

every backroad from
Here to Luckenbach
She's a strong and a wild girl
Like a mustang can't be caught
She lives her life by her daddy's word

I say so
Don't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences
NARC's on a nigga back missin' me by inches
And they say how do you survive
Weighin'