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wanna miss
You in last, get the cash
I surpassed, you're harassed
Drive this bitch, we done crashed
Just like Rainbow, do this Dash
I go on my bomb, I go

have outlawed abortions
I might have to cut off my foreskin
Hi I'm Matt, they don't like my album I'll buy it back
Looking like a kid tryna find his hat,

the helium out the buzz, rise through the beehive
Bathe myself in honey till the sky falls and I crawl to heaven where I last left you
I grateful dead you
I

Your voice
Keeps on replaying in my head
Is it by choice
Or is it my mind saying
I shouldn't listen to
Anything else instead
I thought I was dead

this stupid fucking bitch just wants me dead. 

I can't take it anymore 
I'm tryna make sense of it all
And the Lord knows I'm on the fucking edge.

I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself

What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by

Respect

Tha Dogg Pound

Dogg Food

1995

I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya, huh
Yeah, I know you're bobbin' your head, 'cause I can see ya, uh
Uh, yeah, I know you're

kept face in bowl Pyrex
Never ungrip by mighty claw
Let the spirit speak I ain't gotta flex
Bloody face cus log saw rough
Bluff base snugged free like

ain't shit and I stand by it 
If I say it, I'll do it, I don't gotta try it 

I can't sell no tickets or sell no albums 
So when they support me, shit I

a great year
Yo, might want to check this
I'm deep in the game
While you're floating up there
With the dead fish
Never been sick never been devlish

yo phone down nigga Peep this
Next time I'm slapping niggas Down if they comin wit that Weak shit
Ya feel me
I got a bar for every bump on ya Face you

i got to face it
Who's really sure of the future? 'cause the old me wasn't
I used to listen to critics, now you can't tell me nothing

If you're not

You're a king 
The definition of a real man is a male who's genuine
He's emotionally stable and mentally tuff 
He will fight for and protect

Crash My Party

Luke Bryan

Crash My Party [Single]

2013

can't meet 'em"
Hell, we can all go raise some hell on any other night

Girl, I don't care, oh, I just gotta see what you're wearing
Your hair, is it

Fuck a fight, Shoot instead
Fucking right. Juice gave me two faces, black and white off blue and red
Fuck a fed, leave him dead, pump his head, feed

You're mortified, you're dead or dying
You're flying so high above the earth
And trying to reach down you trip
You rip your shirt, the one you bought

Even if you see my hand I'm the only one who play the cards
Every move I make I'm extending the catalog
Honestly I'm so grateful for all

so perfect, my will is still flawed (forreal)
I'm still grateful that you would kill what I was (for real)
I'm still face with the opposition from

they can be like
Oh Andiroo you're kind of weird but I guess imma fuck with your shit
But I ain't going to your shows I ain't supporting that shit
And by

this
I'm done with the test
Trying to lift my spirits
Get the bar off my chest
I'll smile in your face
While I'm dealing with the stress
I don't sleep

a knee
I see you're tripping over all that I have
I think we need to
Take a knee
Take a knee
Take a knee
When this don't go your way
Take a knee
Take

Blinded by greatness and I been blinded by grace
Rip to my sister I been missin' your face
I know you're up in heaven so save me a space
You need to save me

floatin' on the low
I venture deep in places that nobody wanna go, ya know
And I'm feelin lifted, I'm feelin' lucky to be livin'
Still driven by the everyday

but might not mean it so deliberately
Putting on my poker face and dealing out these poker chips
Blending in with everyone hoping nobody notices



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