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best yet
Best bet you be betting on me
You be talking real sweet
But you threatening me
Tell me
Who I'm spose to be
Mama told me make a million it'll set

Remember how we always said
We'll see each other again again
It couldn't be by the ocean wind
We set sails on a broken ship again

Remember how we

it up off the floor
Get it and Break it down I am my side of town
Partners ain't looking for ounces they cop it by the pound
They know all we blow is

this is how you do it, when the love is real, what to come to kiss me girl? Yes? What to come to my bed room? No! This is the party for the name, hey you

Letting Me Go

Alex Faith

ATLast

a girl and she look good to me
I met Kenny, random; he said "Come and visit my church"
Came and saw the way that loved the Lord
And you know it hurt so

I'm a terrorist with a mock Mai Tai
Blissed out on the sunset
Askin' my son, "are you having fun yet?"
He grins loudly, how his granny did
We be

inside the paint, got my shoe torn
GTA I'm at the my shop, installed a new horn
You still crying bout that petty shit, is you a newborn

I love to eat it

all you virus cannot take me
Nigga I've got sanity and clarity and humanity

My heart sweating on the door
I won't drop a dime of God by the crimes
It's

the celebration ecstasy
Can it be, beyond hallucinations and our dreams?
Chasing the spark of illuminations as it beams
Awakened by the mission as the vision

be like Nathan what you want?
Cause it's been too long, ay ay, I ain't entertaining none these shorties anyway
And I'm on the road don't need nothin'

place you’ll be nigga 
“What you mean ?”
Its hotter than a sauna 
Fuck about yo trauma 
You’ll meet a llama 
Get a nigga lined up
Chefed like Benihana

the ish in the streets fuck I think it got too much to handle
How you go say make I leave your babe that your babe wey dey sweet like mango w
African

of another life
Under the Elders I've been supervised
Spoke the revolution, so the truth
You know is vocalized
I can't be convinced they like my skin
I can't

Jack Candy was as old as my father 
But still I took a likin' to him 
He said: "You will be somebody's treasure, 
But no one has discovered you yet."

"Yo Skizzy
You always on some treesh shit"
Nah, I'm where the breesh is
Boy think it's sweet
Send rounds like it's Reeses
Hollows hit his heart
Spread

the morning, it'll be better
Now I'm laughing as you drag me by my feet
Laughing with the lamps and the taxidermy
Come find me
A stark cross will mark my debris

Is that
All true?
Leave me
I can't breathe
 
Sweet dreams,
Nightmares
Like tides
They drag me to my past
 
Memories they always lie
How can it feel

that someone else’ll make it okay
I hear it gets better the louder you pray
And by the way,
Happy saint patrick’s day

be the realist shit I wrote
All the times I been up taught me how to lay low
Remember days by the pay phone rang for a minute
Making calls for a put

a little more gray
And it feels like things won't ever be the same

Heaven got another angel the night
You left this world behind
Heaven got a little better

You met him on a day|Like any other day|'Cept it was raining|You Should've known by that|He'd take his promise back|Loves always changing|It's hard

Aye. 016 finest
Produced by INIgma man
That's my nigga man
I know you like this shit
Let's take it back to rap, yup
Uh

They say I'm cocky but that's

as I used to
I can’t keep
Calling home expecting answers
Is this what I am now?
I’m stuck but don’t know how
Both roads getting steeper
I’m trapped by

The Scarecrow

Avantasia

Wacken Open Air Full Metal Juke Box, Vol. 4: Live

2008

The evil is out for the weak and blind
I can feel it in your voice
Ever so sweet, no
Do I really have a choice?
No no no

Oh, you burn your feet