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Running through my mind is time
And as she walks down the aisle
I see it passing me by
Passing me by
Passing me by (yeah)
Passing me by
Passing me by

hurt
You know I'm a piece of work
I ain't here to twerk
Make niggas sing like Lil Durk
These bitches talking big like I can't fit 'em in my purse
Wearing

mine for the night
Beautiful girl yea she fine bout a nine
But I don't trust you won't be gone by morn
Shit I guess I better love the time while it's

I'm hating

They like "Kev, why you hating?"
Shit, take a guess why
They flying jets high and I can't get a job at Best Buy
Plus he walk into

fucking selfish
Acting like I can't see
I take for granted every chance the universe have given me
So fucking pitiful a sob story bitchin when I speak
Like

with the trojans we don't play wit guns (We don't play)
But we play with yo emotions and we call it fun (Ha ha)
Waters flowing like niagara when I sing

conspiracy theories

I said "man you can't be serious?

He said "Yeah, man, they kidnapped me from my Emporia hog farm"
Hog tied me and shot something into my

Resurrection

Nuclear Assault

Out of Order

1991

Tell me what I see is not a true reality
But a strange piece of quantum physics fantasy
And if that's not the case then I can't help but laugh

a while but
What a sensation

Trees start laugh they can't stop the laughing
Birds stopped by they can't stop the laughing 
Deyah the witness collect

said your favorite rapper losing juice by minute 
I got friends who taking over you hooked up with a business 
I have open spots in songs for us you

stacks on stacks on stacks
Plus, I go and rap on tracks
I met [CENSORED] in the back
I just keep a bankroll
Hang around my kin folk
Who you think I sing

on the dash
Can't go far when your tires slashed
Say you wanna  join but I can see that you wanna pass
Never let off, when I'm on the gas
Can't go wrong, when

Bill the Cat

John Williamson

Old Farts in Caravan Parks

2006

We had a cat
His name was Bill
He caught our budgie on the window sill
One holy day, one Sunday morn
Left only feathers on our back lawn
Oh no

working on
Roboy stuff
Do that shit with ease
Aye

It don't matter what I do
As long as we can shmeeze

Roll up the O's as I count by the days
Smokin' so

you and the only way out is if you a baller, Dj or a King pin
The pastor help me get a one job wha day
Me work the month, me get the pay, by weekend

All my life been stuck trying to get by
Oh my I've been fucked trying to get my
Shit up and at it, it's become quite a habit
As soon as things go

shout out to the sun
Peace to the ocean and shit pacific specifically
But it's all the same ocean literally
Dog I'm greased up haters can't stick to me

I can't even be
The guy sometimes. but we gotta watch him. "after all," we said, "it's frank's movie." now, we're the mothers, but it's still frank's

this cash who knew I could sing
Yeah we parted ways and I still think about you
It's fucked up how I can't live without you
3 more shots and I might send

Sinners (While we were sinners)
He died for us (He died of us)
While We Were Sinners, aye
He died for us (He died of us)
See I cant believe, what you did

to sing about
Other then pain we can't get away from
Until that day it's the same song
I really care where you cane from
There's war outside that no man is

cleans, she's smart and she schemes
It's a, it's a wonder why she even needs me
She'd be good on her own, I said good on her own
You could tell by lookin'

you see me by his apartment you know the reason
I wanna meet with your girl again but I can't, pop
'Cause she gon tell me another story, she don't

the game
Poor folks will be waiting for change
Shit still stays the same
And we ain't really mad 'bout life
Just aggravated by this fight
Our Stealth Bombers