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Beauty in this town

Many days go by and springtime turns to hot bright summers
The same each year but this time's clear she's not a brand newcomer
Her

cast
Times gone by
Freeze dried smiles
Show crack and scars
Awkward poses
Brand new cars

Yellow smiles
Wrinkled clothes
Just the paper, getting old
Cast

a hundred, uh
A bitch just did me wrong, so I'ma come back with some hotter shit
Walk a nigga down, brand new FNN conversion kit
Wanna diss on net, so when we

And it's gon blow u back
Pop that boy aint no air sack
Like nigga yeen coming back

40 in my pocket but
That K it got a fuckin strap
Hellcat got a brand new

a zip we smokin, we ridin
It's 2 am and we rap in the stu
Getting money you can tell by my shoes
Sippin on red but I fuck with the blues, got these niggas

to rule it
Brand new scuffs on the same old Jordan's
Coke and ketamine what they imported
Rolls and Porsche's
R r r r rolls in porsches
Inertia over

leeches angry that I’m bold enough
To grit my teeth and practice what I’m preaching I’m still showing up
You put me in a box and then you wrapped it with

the law; they can suck a dick
I'm a stay strapped like my nigga Q6
In Crosstown I'm a champion
If I'm knockin' at they door they gone let me in
I stay

From growing

Time makes me blind
I was hoping to make things right this time
But your betrayal belongs in a history book
Next to my songs and my brand

that I do

Forget it baby I'll just pretend
There ain't no loving lost in the end
My door is always open as they say
Maybe if your circumstances may

by stating simply that I just don't give a fuck
Here I go again, it's a brand-new day
And I'm on my way, to make my daily pay
It's all work no play

a dove
You may have changed me, but I'll find my way
And leave you behind, in the light of a brand new day

then, I was broke, but I get money by the load now
See me goin' up, so now they tryna be my bros now
I ain't tryna kick it, boy, that door already closed

doors when I walk by
'Cause I'm black myself
You look me in my eyes but you don't see me
'Cause I'm black myself

Is you washed in the blood of your

When I'm in a crowd
Or on an island by myself
Silent or too loud
Wishing I was somewhere else
And I can't believe
You hit me fast and hard
When you

Mhmmmm
Lost focus when I seen her
Cause I know she a demon
Don't need a nigga can tell by demeanor
Her pussy water just like Aquafina
If she got a ex

Couldn't believe my eyes
A greater bird of paradise flies in through my front door
Bringing along a cyclone of fake feelings
Disguised by her

of many battles
Broken bottles and black eyes
Disguise on my face, when we kick the door down
The Fury's in the house tearing up the town

Dad, you're from

door fit for sending you through
The mutineer to put an end to your rule (I am the enemy)
With Cee in the mix, I’m seeing the fix, I’m asking all

through the pearly gates and
I was alarmed by what awaited
They greeted me with open arms like
I was one of them
And I felt right away that they let me in

New Way New Life

Asian Dub Foundation

Community Music

2000

Every Sunday morning in front of the TV
Recording with a microphone Naya Zindagi
Pioneer Gurdas Maan
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Kept our parents

goes by
Everything else keeps changing
You and I
We get continued next week

Most friends fade
Or they don't make the grade
New ones are quickly

Dawn is homeless on a suitcase by the train
While city princes hail cabs to beat the rain
Stacks of books she never reads
She never begs
There's

creatures in luminary moods 
 Take part in the circus 
 Catch what's magical 
 And it's all ruled by the moon 
 So, ladies and gents please let the passengers