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figured
I don't believe in your romance
Or your idealistic banter
Real life has no happy endings
cnd there are no ever afters
If you want advice I suggest

nothing I need (what?)
We are not cool, y'all do not know C (yeah)
Only make moves for the bros in Pro-Ds, please (yeah)
Go to sleep like CM Punk

The Joy of Your World

MC Paul Barman

It's Very Stimulating

to my chosen under an apple tree
"Let's get married," I don't walk, I get carried
By a motorcade of voter-age women on rollerblades
In cute sleeveless

suckers I don't associate with fake friends
I be all by myself when the day ends
Before you make a move think thorough cause karma be a bitch
It will hit

I'm wise
And I've learnt my worth is bigger than your pride
All those times I waited for you to show me a little love
I was left with nothing but an,

for the town while you were hotboxing
Boy get your shit together before you speak my name
You need to find out who you are as a man before you play

to have me)
Just be proud 
Just be proud 

TALKING
I don’t know what you’re talking about
What?
I think you’re tripping
Are you sure…it’s not you?
Willie;

gayeb

[Verse 3]
Heroes and Villains
I don't do no killings
Got homies in prison
And nothing is given
Make it my mission
To make me a million
Sum more

money (think it's a game)
(Dat right too)

Got a penthouse up by the lake (penthouse)
Don't let my shrimp touch the steak (nah, ho)
Got the trap

to sign off on minor victories
Son you no son of me but I'm fathering you
If you're bothered by that then what are you to do
Recline on the beach with

That i don’t know she only call
When its 3:12 in the morning

She don’t even really like me
She say she wanna be just like me
Packed her bag and took her

we get beat up, BY THE COPS
But that can't stop, the kids are so HIP-HOP
Roof to roof top - dropped; the eight count
DEAD!  Dead on arrival, forget

Three Up, Three Down Still aint fucking around
I thank God for my older brother
He kicked my ass, he really made a nigga tougher
I could kill

Grab The Mic [Version]

Mindless Self Indulgence

Tighter

2011

records
Hey so I can write monumental methods
I'm not the king, but niggaz is decaf
I stick 'em for the cream, check it

Just how deep can shit get?

be something more
I'm running a blank
The bigger they are
The bigger they ain't
You can't trust fall
Man they ain't got the strength
I'm scribbling

and the other three was weak
Put my all into to this shit I hope this song don't get leaked
I spent two racks on my shoes for real so nothing I wear is cheap

do all this shit in my room by the way
I don't go to a studio haha
Niggas say I'm rapping like I'm losing my mind
But don't know I've been fucked up

my feels
How do you know me this way
You astound me on an everyday basis
Nothing bought this what we got here ain't basic
You are my main thing
I just

dude
If rap don't pay the bills you gotta think what are you gonna do (nah)
My plan is crystal clear there's only one not thinking number two
Gonna make

( Gone for the last time
I'm sensitive
Gone for the last time )

No friend of mine

, I'm sensitive
Wear are my feelings, on my sleeve
Son jus born

Yea bro
We back
What do you mean you back bro like what are you doing
Nothing dog
I'm just like back
You know
I'm back bro
I'm just back
Back on what

but Ima be a different version
I know deep inside my moma struggling and it's hurting

So won't you
Hold on me
I need you
All on me
You leave me
So

deep inside is saying that we'll be fine, ooh

So I'm stealin' your heart tonight
Take my hand and stay by my side
This story's written for you and I
Up

finding my peace, by any means
I'm thawing right out of a deep freeze
My ice turned to fire, my temperature rising
I gotta provide what the streets need