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What do you think when you look at me
You can't judge a book by its cover you see
May see me cry you may see me bleed
I'm a person too and sometimes

And I've been getting dough, Like I'm Mosely
I ran off on the plug, Cause he owed me
Put the world in my hands, Not the old me
Dollar signs, Way too small

love, imma keep it real
Imma love, imma keep it real
Smoke it up till we get that thrill
Barbecues on the old grill
Now i'm missing how I used to feel,

absurdity
We hot niggas that's currently
End his life if he steppin' too reckless that's heresy
My niggas scalp like a Cherokee
Niggas get clapped for that

Thought I told you already I'm nice with the flows
Super rare couldn't find me at the Trader Joe's
Lately what I'm getting back is my inner piece
Old pairs

getting old
Hurting niggas mentally causing damage don't need a pole
Had her on my hip then switched up oh I done seen this before
There ain't too many

Old navy new blues
This is what I'm used to
You see that man I told you I told you
You see that man I told you I told you
Uh

Workin' in the back

lil boy I'm too ashamed that I can't speak
Thinking bout my life sometimes
I'm crying God been good to me
This type of music makes you think yeah

I'm telling you now
This old soul's getting older, and I never sold out
Always asking why I'm headed toward a metaphor now
But if you always wonder why,

all kinda commas
Open doors for my people
Call it paying homage
I’m Nothing like these rappers
Its fake the shit you see
I don't want no passed around

just a little, damn
And my raps too official, yeah
What's it's like in middle?
Into your arms by the ocean
Rather be with you than being with my old

and Mary
Shocking!
And before the 80's got too far
It was time for me to pick up my guitar
Picked it up
Looked good!

All my friends turned up their noses

’ looking for a girl, looking for a country boy 

V1
I work the farmers market six to noon 
Selling honey and I’m in the market for one too
I know what I have

Every day I pass by this altar, or maybe it's a stake
Where sacrifices are burnt in exchange for protection
Throw a torch and vanquish the condemned

of these constructs and all of this Starbucks
We've been buying, and still ain't got money for apartments
But shit I guess I'm only talking out my ass tho

Monday Night Nothing

Malcolm Middleton

Into The Woods

2005

Just like my good times went
Old and driving
Tired from straying too far
My head won't give me a break
And the rest is making my history
I never

some comedy
Yeah I can't believe I thought you were the one to ride for me yeah
Now im fucked up faded contemplating
Know I just fell for a hoe
Mind is

could be a wolf
I’m just tryna find a lil peace in my life
While tryna leave a lil piece for yours
This isn’t something that I should be searching for, no

I’m horny Kayla you bad enough
If the dick was good then stop by this address for me and pick package up

an engineer
What can we discuss
"Oh yeah, I've been around"
I think I talk too much
Maybe I'm coming down
It went by so fast
I never thought it could
Wish that

But results never heed to reality
Man it is hypocrisy standing for something that threatens the will to be logically competent
This fantasy drains all

then, I'm shooting for the moon soon as the day end
The future's now, nigga, forever, can't replace them

Ay look, it started in the basement
Levi bumping

screaming while you're
Dreaming without any concern
It took so long for me to find
That I can't try anymore

And if I said I'm sorry
Too many times before

All things pass with time
Old trends, old friends
Fitting for the month that Michael died
Buried in a stone cold riverbed
Where the watershed divides