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taste of air

so i could bury my blues in the sound of the accordion

i went looking for my lost home in the rising sun

i went to the corner where my pa

can't,
in her boyfriends trailer,
in the living room, his roommate doing crank,
what the fuck are you doing!
my mamas crying for help,
thats when I learned

lost her phone but that’s a different bitch
She can’t call her marketing team to change her pitch
Where’d the beat go?
I’ll finish this line, fuck it

TAKE ME BACK
by Barry Watson

The old barn door was swinging in the wind when I arrived, 
saw trailer tracks on the wet grass near the drive,

of decks like a sleeve
If you’re known from the endz, then come out by all means
We’ll still bounce till it ends, I don’t doubt that we’ll leave

We don’t

Thump, Thump! Wakes her up after midnight
Mother's boy toy tryin' to prove he's a tough guy
S tartin' life in the hood, trailer home grown
Momma

native servin' up the beef like a cheesesteak
Washing-tons of Cap in your trailers, ain't the weeb's ace
You got overshadowed by a Ghost, now I'll Tera

Steve is a friend of mine with a voice like justice and eyes that shine
I meet up with Steve at the trailer park to take back what was lost
And when

idiot its just me
intelligence masked by the silly kid on the beat
Don't be the burning body buddy I'm burning always
You could spark up a match this shit

Pour some liquor for the homies that we lost
A product of my environment
We project living, we do shit different, plotting on someone else
Welcome

Taking off on a 787 
Ima go and spend a month outside the states kick it by the Mediterranean 
See the Roman Colosseum 
Mi dispatche parlo solo

Trash on the beach, as an unholy a scene, as could ever man made be
Kids fly by like they're venison, curing skin and feet, far from shade
Waves rise

his leg got chopped up foursome calamari by mistake
And so he moved on back to Texas, movie stardom in his past
Now this tripod's in a trailer park all

to be,
Watch and you gone see
I don't even know how I got by then
Tried to invest with my friends but they ain't buy in
I made moves, I'm on top, I'm

Hollywood Whore

Machine Gun Kelly

Hollywood Whore

Am I wrong for being lost?
The pressures of being boss
Exhausted every bone in my body, I can't walk
I don't talk, I scream, I don't stop to think

You asked me to help you?
How can I when you've kidnapped and stolen?
For all I know, even murdered
(By nightfall, we will have left your Earth)

Maybe i'am missing a clue
Eighty some', he living proof
Daily i'am stressing, are you?
Baby, i got work to do

But it feel so good to be lost
Haven't

shit get ugly
So I ain't really with the bluffing
If I gotta chose me or you
It's you I'm bussing
She know I ain't with the trusting
Glock by the pillow

at the man in the mirror
My life is a movie and here is the trailer
I ain't no killer, but don't try to play me
I'm out off my pills and now just I'm crazy

(A--A-Ayy Slick, turn that beat up)
We back at it
Yeah
EA, EA time (DJ Drama)
12 AM in Atlanta (24)
Yeah, homie, you know what's happenin', okay

lil' nigga, you ain't no real one
You ain't got no money, nigga, that's your fault, go and get you some
I lead by example
I was down bad, fucked up,

Brang Yo Azz Outdoz

Ying Yang Twins

Thug Walkin'

I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown
can't even holla with something, see I done lived it now
These niggas thinkin I owe 'em, when I don't

the off switch,
Tell em be cautious,
I ain’t takin no losses,
Y’all niggas done lost it,
Bird’s eye from the office,
They see me on top of my shit and I see

Beautiful Skin

Goodie Mob

Still Standing [Clean]

1998

Atlanta, checkin your long legs, got me smirkin
Fixed me dinner one night, candles lit
Kinda ahought you was slick in the beginnin

But it teurned out