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to order, steal it

I hooked up with some thugs who showed me the rope
But a demon in my head told me I couldn't cope
But my mom's a struggler, she needs my

and laughs with my rhymes
But everyone needs their own outlet sometimes
And I am not looking for help
I guess I'm just out here exposing myself
None

sick and tired of being admired
That I wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be

been curbed, Stomps
Please stop with the chomp-ing on my meat

That shit hurt
I told you to watch your teeth
Why the fuck are you in disbelief
I told you

Yoda dead at 2AM r2-D2 dead at 2AM
Little dinosaur called Gon from
The third Tekken dead at 2AM
Ride out with my gunman friend
Smash man's head off

for change
They will know my name

Yeah, I been looking for something inside of myself
To help me get my feet up off of the ground
I'm searching for

experience with an exclusive preview. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Charlotte Finley singing the title song from her new film: City of Light.    

RICK:
What?

by myself
Now I'm living for two
And living is better when I'm
Doing this living with you
A life that's filled with love
And making it till

far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe

There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power

my phone just argue, this is the reason, why sometimes I wish I was single 

So I can stay can focus, cause I'm independent, I never needed the help

be around till thee end
My friend, he's brawn and are bound 
To woo everyone like he's drawn from around
Three thou little arts crowned for as a trend

different ask about me
Same ones who was kicking it with me was the same one who had doubt me
Got no friends so fuck a Vlone I just know my boys Prada me

deserve to be on a poster
No new friends, I'm only fucking with the old ones
For a second I almost forgot what the fuck my flow was
He talking that shit up

youngin
Thought I would never forget

Look, I been doin' what I'm s'posed to
Right by the people that I'm close to
The edge becomin' my best friend
I ain't

out on that interview
Prayers go up in the living room
Spinning around by the ceiling fan, I know that it's hard to understand
But I hope that my

by choice
Cause niggas turn their backs
Like judging the voice

Now girl suck my dick until
That shit hit's your voice
Then run and tell your friends

GLINDA:
(Spoken)
Elphie, now that we're friends, I've decided to make you my new project! 

ELPHABA:
(Spoken)
You really don't have to do that...

world that i know 
Busting mad tags 
And scratching vinyl 
My home isn't sweet though 
Like a poem that's off beat 
A friend you can't keep 
A stain that

I'm
Just tryna' get by i smoke til I'm sober
Know I'm a soldier dealt with my shit
I never moaned to an older
Still looking over my shoulder
From

boys ain't turning into men lately
Seem like I get nothing hatred from my friends lately 
They say I changed now, nah it ain't that too many copycats I

been lost for a minute
Yeah, You know me well, mum
I Think I need protecting from myself, mum
I told the devil that my soul is not for sale, mum
I'm

tryna be your friend
Not gonna defend any of your trends
I’m just gonna be myself, never landing on the shelf
Getting all my wishes like I’m getting help

Quran
Information so refutable 
We all believe none
Okay did we start from an atom or an Adam
Is it true that my son can be a Madame
So confusing, right

So the next time you go don't come back here no more 
Cause I never will break free 
From this hold you got on me on my own pretty baby
I need a little