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you started is burnin’ the beams.
Count the scars on my back. There’s one for every time
I shielded my dreams in my arms, carrying them out of the fire

up
Kept my pockets from touching
Had to fall in quick sand
Just to find my way out
If you carrying dead weight
Make sure you cancel em out
Laying all

carrying sticks



Out

Out here on the corner had to learn my way eigth to a quarter out here getting paid so nice wit the wrist feds watch like cartier I

Yeah, I'm good if I don't think about it
But everywhere we go, you is right there

Can it get any worse
Never thought I'd be carrying you out to a hearse

cry and get your scream on
You ask me if I need someone to love or just to lean on
The pressure is intense when you tryna be a phenom
I'm carrying my

Taking in your beauty, receiving orders and then carrying them out
We want you
We want you
We want you (we want you, we want you, we want you, we want you)

The one in which the answers comes out from thoughts
Use this chain that I've been carrying with
And lead me out from ""home""

I feel your needles stabbing

to make her cry
Out the backdoor, carrying the bit by my side
And we hop in the ride
Riding shotgun, she was done for the night
All the flashing lights got

his haws and his huffs 
Carrying on, out in the buff 

But worry not friends, you should have no fear 
For Jacques' bare bod doesn't meet its end here

To be honest
I wasn't even supposed to be here
But I let my friends drag me out
To this party where everything's going down
Let me tell you
I decided

that's without question
Yea
Mmmmmmm
I carried em out
Mmmmmmm
I'm carrying em out
About it bout it bout it bout it
I'm very about it
And I'm very about it

on in our twenties
Carrying fold outs up walk ups and breaking our knees
I knew things were looking up when I crashed with friends
Who suddenly had guest

angels weep
Carrying grief can't poison mouth
Brush my soul
Don't talk through teeth
Step in the
Head and my
Hell upon
God in my
Bled out my
Carrying grief

thick, but goddamn she thick
Aye yo Yung Simard bring that bitch back in the crib
Wake the fuck up in a limousine carrying a strap
Pull that shit out my

Countin' Money

Bun B

Countin' Money

countin' money all day fuckin' long 

[Chorus] 

Money totin', pistol carrying young nigga thugged out 
Very first song I ever dropped was in a drug

on love
(We got to find a way to have a little)
Mercy on love
So love will have mercy on us

All these people carrying signs out in the street
Trying

this baton away from me
And orchestrate a symphony
It's like I'm already in the ground
Pushing up daisies all around
When I should be carrying you out in

like the people carrying guns
Out in the heat and under the sun
In the desert there's a body stewing
Down in the gulf's always something brewing
Iranian,

faith, unyielding faith
The it's ok slaves the Christians are here faith
The Yeah my ribs broke but I'm carrying you out of here anyway faith
The faithful

took their turn
In carrying me out west
Gave me a rifle to use
And told me to shoot at any plant that moved

There was this boy
Too young
To carry a gun

everything I spit is fire like propane (everything)
Came a long way from that carrying that block out (came a long way)
I was runnin' from cops, I was servin

I've been carrying the team, now my back out
They getting mad at me now cause I back out
Working double shifts like a lil' crack house
Had to cut that

thought to be
Something that couldn't be conceived as an idea
Was eventually proved to be wrong
Groups of travelers
Carrying bags out the bus

Its just

Probably a Bethel concert
I don't know why they worrying
It's interest paid on weight they Carrying
Everybody out here hurrying
In the rat race everybody