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There's a squatter in my ear that I can't evict
And a stack of bills growing toward the ceiling
A memo or two I must've missed
Solitude is too

real when it's after the fact
Notice the respect when you stop lettin' niggas slide I'm posted by myself, Solitude till I rise Ain't got Nike on my

In the middle of the night
Yeah, What you gonna do?
I think you did Fool
Reason I've been solitude
No one by my side
But then 걸어가자 solo,
Stratch on my

I been stuck inside of all my old ways
Feel like imma die, I'm getting burned out by the fire
All we did lie, so we're smoking to get higher
We don't

Before and After

Jimmy Needham

Not Without Love

2008

to much for me
With sin in full bloom my gloom booms by the full moon
And I'm thinking to myself how can you rescue me?

[Chorus]
My before and after

Don’t rock the boat
Don’t you know I’m only 10 years old
Hey, I’m making waves
After summer camp I’m about to ace the 5th grade
Yeah, freestyles by

are free and aint no lie the girls out on the strip ain't got nothin on you kid, aint got on ya we been down in saint rose and high as the cascades

out on my own
I've been lost. I've been found. Been on top. I've been down
I woke up terrified to be alone
Solitude seems now inviting. Quiet time

You were trying to avoid by
Giving me your time

It was right after the show
The critics called a hopeless scene
A disaster bigger than
All of our fans

To save this woman with her child and the boy with appendisitis
But the wind it blew and the storm it grew and the signal of controita
They missed by miles

a silver spoon!
It was a shovel... full of emeralds

I made my first billion by the sweat of my brow
On the stock market where I hoed and I plowed
With these

to have... an Ak-47,

Wha, why not?

Uh, well...

Since about the age of 8, I been forced, to hate Saint Nick cause shit just ain't been the same as before,

die
But these days go by way too quick
I need a Gucci bag, some Saint Laurent
I'm talkin' big flossin'
Fine bitch, I'm rich
I'm talkin' big bossin'
I

So let me mention and begin
With what a blessing you have been
7 weeks after I had come to the King
What a wonderful thing, you lovingly took me under

Saw some photos of you
Out there doin’ your thing
You were chillin’ with your girlfriends
Turnin’ up Saint-Tropez
Taking selfies with another homie

to keep count of all these blessings, since the day He set me free
I get to live a life that's free in His will, eternally my after-life has been sealed

eyes?
But even after all's been said and done, I can still be stunned!

I marvel at saints who will give unto others --
greet strangers with love

down again,
in and then out, ooooh, bop!

"Hi! Welcome to another foul evening with the Divine Miss M!
"After many a summer dies the swan,"
but not when

Vocem Necris Tribullaes Tannem!

This world is wondering after me,

My words are eagerly spoken by your lips,

Those who worship fetish be condemned for

this crazy world after patience, could we get the pearl?
But this world, which teaches me, preaches me how to curl

Oh, fuck the school
All we got is

overwhelm'd her, yet unvext
She slipt across the summer of the world,
Then after a long tumble about the Cape
And frequent interchange of foul and fair,
She

one imbibement of enchanted contraband
Designated after mountain top arrival
Insurrection, overthrown lunar princess
I've become, all rooted by Hourai

I took that old short cut home today
After all the years I stayed away
Found our street and our bungalow
Someone painted over our indigo

I parked

Door after door of crushed beliefs
I'll find the answers I seek
Do I hide or do I run
I won't make a turn
Cry in solitude
Or smile in a crowd
Waking