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and the mold so
Don't be afraid if your face ain't picture perfect
We all human, you can't do it if you're feelin' worthless
I just want these kids to love

Love speaks on a Saturday night
As the days keep on passing you by
I know
It's okay
My mind, it's broken too
Won't you be my muse?
In my head, we're

your Barney in the backyard
You dug it up with your bare hands—now that’s hard
Karma had a way of sorting that out
Fell out a tree, broken in pieces by

was good with the lies
Fuck on your bitch and I didn't even try
He ain't know bout the party got caught by surprise
We living fast we can't slow down

my innocent mind by planting your seeds
You will never get my soul it's rooted in me like a tree
It's sunken in the earth and it's sprouting my dreams

Can't Hurry the Harvest

Jamie Stevens

Everyday's Another Chance

2004

can't pick up what others have planted
Some things need a little time to grow

chorus:
We can live together (side by side)
With our Brothers and Sisters

And noticing
Can’t hold this in
No longer
Nows my time and yours too
Put the work in and you
Surely do this
Cant nobody make this up
Ain’t no reason for the rush

up my mind
Tell me you love me
Then you gone ghost me baby
There you go wasting my time
I cant look alive
I just be sipping
My heart in a cup and I

for you
Don't wanna hold you back, for your future I wanna fulfill
Succeed I know you will, but with Jack you can't be Jill

Everyone get the fuck out

even get a stack up
Jury con rapper tried to do them all but it's shit you can't ignore some niggaz love moving backwards put him in the store niggaz

Friday that's everyday around here
Couple dope copped
Couple hoes got got
Can't nobody tell me shit
What I describe self love
I done figured out a lot
If

does love bring, some fake for clicks
Our generation has taken love out of sex
Six feet deep under debt
I'm inept hanging by a thread
Now they say

what's going on,
It's like your joe when you're hearing this song
You're asking who are you again?
Just shut your mouth and listen up
Yeah I keep the bag

splitting shit, Scorpion finish it
Test my might when i motherfucking slip in it
Gunned by association, get your wig split
Magical wrist I flip it with

either play
Sports or rhyme sell crack or dimes poor and black back of the line 
Got to have a little esperanza to get by baby hold your head up high

your accusations street hustling my occupation
And busting these rhymes on a daily cuz I love it
Ain't shaken by ya hating I just keep hustling above it

as shit 
No joking this 
I'm focusing 
And noticing 
Can't hold this in 
No longer

Nows my time and yours too 
Put the work in and you
Surely do this

is it's own reward
I got something else to say my brother, I'm bored
Walking around, dripping in my new Jordan's
$800 mint, your Grandma cant afford

up by any means
Momma said money was tight in my teens and now the only thing tight is my jeans

Was times we was broke but it was just a phase
I can't

I wear designer so I mask the pain
Cuz I can't go down
Keep the bed rolled out
And my windows down
Cuz I roll that loud
It's a bad habit
But the pain

by the smoke
Uh uh
My memories
I'll never stop
Really really making these
Its just something I love
Uh
Two feet down
From the stress, you cant knock
If

you home tonight
Yea I seen a few, but you got em' beat
By your jewelry, and your booty, and your sexy feet
Just tell me what your sippin, no matter

the missing piece to my puzzle
Can't get enough
You lift me up
We're on the top of the woooorld

Addicted to you
Your my drug
I'll carry you home
I'm

sittin
Lying back, low key, playin' my position
Boy, you touch head to head, I won't bust Mr. O.D
Yeah, I couldn't get enough, better hold me

I ain't