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fading away

But you really don't, really don't, really don't mind

Gone by the end of the day 

Singin' if it's not now 

How can it last forever?

The closest people switch up on you causing heart aches
Don’t really think bout it, it put me in a dark place (Got me stressing)
I just smile through it all

fall
Too heavy to lift
Too light to fall
You can play 
With Mother Nature
Though it's her call

Framed by a window 
From a far flung century
I see a fox

funny
Like a trump card with no value
Your not my pal you
Time to coral you
You’re a horse and I’m the stallion
Not Megan but I still got powers
Baby

Return of the B-Boy

Mr. Lif

I Phantom

2002

Looked at me and said "damn this nigga need god"
Bored, apart in the streets he got beat
The meat, a disinfranchised he left wheat
Me, these images I

Meet Again

Maxo Kream

Brandon Banks

2019

by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll tell 'em crackers burn in hell

I got homies in the grave, I got brothers in the pen
I got some that's comin'

With someone who is excited by everything
Fashion sense of a king living in the 15th century

Oh, I've got a friend who's been there through it all

(Bitch)

Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes
Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names
Toppers and tats, you know I got flame
When I pull

poetic data you hear
Word to Mike Miller - I'll Freddy Kruger your dreams
Rearrange your DNA, split the seams from your jeans
My soul got the calibur

simple
Just make your business grow
Do more of what you've always done
Just make sure the doing makes more dough

At turn of the century, Fred Taylor

as Sam
With all my energy I’m holding up your legacy
I hope how I remember you is how they remember me
Man of the century almost lived a century
Trust I

of me
And I was only 15
The feeling starts to extend
A brain plagued by perpetuated thoughts of the end
And you can try to escape, or you could try

'm going to
And all I'll ever be
Is coming around
Quarter century

We got a long way to go
We got a long way to go

You carry weight like excuses
Now hold up

symphony
I think my feelings are measured by all the time that you spend with me
It get stronger by the second I the turn seconds to centuries
Multiply

won't be cheap I got to do this thing expensively nah nah
Let me take you through my history
There's only one way that I got here it ain't no mystery
Cuz

Watch your tone, I'm major, you're
Minor, don't risk it, pushin' G's
We gossip drop at your pity parties
We got to pushin' Teas
Your disrespect has become

nothings that you said to me, 
5 years and a marriage and you play me like a cheat, 
Now I bury you in a box labeled bull shit of the century, 
Mention me,

a pus-filled bladder
The kind you'd find in a goat cadaver
And it got worse and worse and worse as it got near

I ran out the door and found my car
Crashed into

got a showdown
I'm not dying first
Pull up to Mia
End up MIA
Love me or hate me
Assassins bullets don't discriminate
They calibrate

Can you feel that

of the night and guilelessly whispers
'You're good kid, you're gonna make it big'
I'm polite and say 'thank you' though he knows no reality
As to how hard it

Kill Em Live

Public Enemy

Bulworth [Original Soundtrack] [Clean]

1998

standing
Assassinate all the plannin'
Get wreck, what you see is what you get
To plunder more stars than Trek
Twenty first century Robin Hood
I guess

My days in the sun 
Have come to an end 
So goodbye for now 
To the one who understands
I’m getting hoarse by silence 
Disregarded by man

I feel like

You wanna fly
Go and spread those wings
Fuck remote control
And pull your own strings

I got one lil message before I'm done
Fuck the modern day man

day dreaming? It's such cool thing I am mesmerized The sparks are so wonderful wonderful wonderful...
Please please don't stand by my side I am shining