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Starry Night

Quincy Jones

The Rose That Grew from Concrete

2000

Starry night, an unknown creation
Written by, and from the archives of Tupac Shakur
Dedicated to the memory of Vincent Van Gogh

A creative heart

That was so nice actually, I wasn’t expecting a compliment
You’re amazing!

You got options
I got options
I just want to fuck you good and take you

by the crate,
You know what they say,
Black doesn’t break,
Blacker the berry the sweeter the juice,
Take off my pants fling on my boots,
BBC this ain’t

Am I average, or above
This right here mean a lot when you cut from the mud
Get high off the music, lost in the buzz
Off the bass and the snare go

one
But wisdom is not book smart
It's Clint Eastwood with a gun
Going through hard times
Pharcyde passing you by
And accrue archives on this game

us hang out rope receiving
This a reminder history keep repeating
Fuck you thought that I wasn't gone speak the needing
My soul dried it's tears now my

to skies with my eyes open
But I'm blindfolded by the lies that they all told me, goddamn

It was someone I knew
But he died for me and you
How much

up to the sky
Yeah, and I'm fresh as fuck everyday baby
I swear to god I don't try
Yeah, and i see them boys stealing swag daily, and I swear to god I

Skimming through archives of mental schematics
Sketching an outline of human compassion
Feeding you enzymes to get a reaction
You're here and it's

sauce too much movement
I dont wanna fuck I just want ya throat babygirl
He ran outta luck so I bo now he off the world
I get to much paper I get too much

Fuck this world

Imprisoned in a bloodbath 
They're running from this world

This is a mortal strike upon the archives of the buried 
This is

I'm from the pit of all of this
Geometric story tellin'
Another star died
Pullin' prints from out the archives
Modified by the culture
Vultures that

song off how bad you hurt me
(Fuck you) 
No cap , got my hat in 
Don't wanna show that I'm hurting 
Imma roll up and archive this pain
Boss up and try

Crawling in my skin, hiding underneath
Baby I hope that you love me for me
Yeah, rocking 1017
I'm higher than god fuck the reverend
Rocking archive '07
Jugg

broad, it just can't be
Your bitch suck me and fuck me
Than she thank me i know the whole story
You ain't servin' it right
I'll probably stop by and put

Chanel

Pharrell Williams

SR3MM

2018

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (Girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (Fine)
Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (Fine)
Take her

More coffee and more nicotine
Vomit, now I need listerine
Calm my nerves, I'm listening
To words you poured to shift the scene
I'm quick to see

Nigga biting my swag, I ain't trippin' mane fuck it
My shoes probably was cheap back in the day
But they wasn't dusty
Now I rock designer to archive

through the rain fall
Till you archive your goals

Never back down, never let go
Keep your aim high never lay low
Be a spear through the rain fall
Till you

through the rain fall
Till you archive your goals

Never back down, never let go
Keep your aim high never lay low
Be a spear through the rain fall
Till you

And I know that you're looking for peace of mind
Here, baby take a piece of mine
Look inside and tell me what you find
Archives of your diamond eyes
And I

boys say
the bar's hype I'll still slam it in the archive

In school, I was selling cigs, weed and sweets And by night, to my mates, mums and dads
I was

Buffalo

Tyler, the Creator

Cherry Bomb

2015

T
While y'all niggas watchin' the throne, the throne be watching me

If you fuck this up
There are so many fuckin' kids right now, listenin' to this guy

Rocking that archive baby niggas don't know what the fuck i got on
Drugs be driving me crazy I'm getting too high i'm thinking about touching the ozone