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the risk when she chose it
She say who I'm talking about in my songs
She know she ain't the only one
I'm riding on the south side deep
But it's really just

know it ain't the latter
Harry got deliveries and letters from an owl
But was clowned on by betters
Rappers on Bandlab
Please, they cannot parry
A verse

I'm really tryin my best but I can't right my wrongs
Ion talk about it so i write my songs
I know you don't believe me
When I talk
I just wanna feel

Without being able to post bail

We been drivin' through the city
Drivin' making roads busy
Street lights being red, yellow, green
Are you interested by

by ya address for some weeks I can’t mistake it

Like I can close my eyes & recite ya license plate letter placement

Been itching, to make you

There she is among the white lotus 
With the moon in her hair in the autumn sky 
I know she’s waiting there 
Playing her song 
surrounded by swans

I feel dead in the seasonal aisle
It's all red but there's no snow outside
I don't need the big coat
But I still wear it and hope
Wish I could blame

A red-blue sky was gazing down
In the garden of our house
Where we both had laid down
A woolen blanket beneth us
Red-green apples by our side
From

into champagne
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red tape
At a bar called O'Malley's
Where we'll plan our escape
So I waited

the devil's leash on me growing like grass
Humping on chicks who didn't take notice of me until I
Circumcised my, to be called by
Evolved to dope (Dope as fuck)

Microwave hums your favorite song again, I'm falling
Every time on the drive I think of you
I think of you and my face is red
All the days will flow by

red by the time I'm ill
I don't wanna be dark in a world that's grey
Im tryna rap with all of my pain
This and relapse with my name
I kill a fight when

So uh, I don't normally do songs about… love
I don't exactly have feelings… 'cause I'm a box
But, uh, this one I'm pretty sure I've got, so…
Girl you

double beats
And I don't ever wanna be alone
(Whoa-oh-oh)
We'll put up the lights
I'll paint a picture of your eyes
Then pour a glass of red wine and have

I am into champagne

I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red tape
At a bar called O'Malley's
Where we'll plan our escape

how it gets when Big D comes

Dallas, Texas, Cigarillo by Morning 
Northwest from there though, 'cause shit gets boring

Wanna ford the river with me,

to the only friends i knew
That red corvette got totaled when
I couldn’t get you out of my damn head
Now the garden fills the void left by the booze
Honey, I

the kids all sing their song

It's all just just sorta zoomin' by
In a passenger seat sorta mind
Picture frames and reference charts
For feelings

the damn time 

Land mine trigger me you can’t hide 

Corner me my hands tied

Heated like I’m pan fried 

Thinking I’m in last but I’m willing by

to the opps
I slapped my man wit' the spins
But last man guy i hit
Got slapped by the dots (Where they at?)
They always ask why i'm so violent?
I grew up

my man wit' the spins
But last man guy i hit
Got slapped by the dots (Where they at?)
They always ask why i'm so violent?
I grew up on a violent block

up
I smiled "What's up shorty, what are you doing, let's link up"
We laughed for a while you touched my radio dial
My song came banging on the speakers

Holy shit! Tell me
What had he done?
Healthy Timo: Well, he looked weird and
He wrote some weird songs, i guess
And he programmed the drums instead

understanding a thing I dread
A dog nightmare I dream in my childhood bed
It's just been a weekend
And all I can think about is red
I tried to avoid the mess you