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look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Cootie in the chair
You're all (Cry together)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by

it out like a-b-c
I only want to spread some love and positivity
So I'm putting down a mood now you can set your loving free
Take a breath and lift it

Avoid the foolery, my son
Break free from all animosities
A mastery of life's ABCs, XYZs and 123s
You'll find the most important virtue
Love from peace in

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is

itself 
Im strong in what I believe in 
While being tugged by the evil
I'm lonelier than I've ever been 
In a room full of people
The ticks are worse now

Who that nigga in that
Pink Boston brim, shugg
I threw white girl in the water
To see if she can swim
My rock will get em high
My junkies live above

Yeah them blonde girls be wild, need a bitch like this
Imma pop out in the M and tuck a six one six
I been wishing for a life that I could live like

at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds still
Gotta deal with

I'm finna go off on this Wayne classic!
(Six foot two!)
(Let me go, let me go!)
Ay, Ay
Confidence high like nine, two
She in love I'm tatted, six,

at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds
Still gotta deal with

Put the work in the dirt, dig it up by the winter
Got brown on fine china like I'm serving dinner
Sippin' high tech almost fucked up my liver
Watch me

Get Out The Map

Indigo Girls

Staring Down the Brilliant Dream

2010

The saddest sight my eyes can see
Is that big ball of orange sinking slyly down the trees
Sittin' in a broken circle while you rest upon my knee

niggas they be just missing, I'm doing shit that they be wishing
Now I be counting it up, I know it be easy like it be a,b,c
Making a song in my room and I

You run from years by chasing styles
Savvy looks to new age flair
The hot spot earrings aren't becoming
You don't look good in purple hair

New York

hoes get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to fuck with forty
Dollars in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch, it gets no love
She be cross country,

You see I write my name in stone as I grow into my own
I'm bad to the bone and a beast I'm in my zone
No need for hallow tips or 9 that's plated by

talking about the holy key
I'm tryna make you proud
Risin' from the family tree aye
Life ain't easy it ain't easy ABC aye

Black lives matter
Hustling in

Everybody Rise Again

Busta Rhymes

Genesis

2001

street niggas, while you live by the book
Funny nigga, ain't no need to shoot yourself in the foot
Fuck wit bitches that's getting doe and they know how

I left all my love in Boston
I guess it weighed too damn much
And now I look back through a postcard
At a love we had once
If I could go right back

to keep count
I know where you live you can't kick me out
Time still ticking just look at the clock
First is goes tik then it goes tok
I make em dance

the gang
Wassas don't die, they roll in the coffin
I fell in love with that Boston, green
Red and yellow, green beam
My chain swinging like athlete
We

to fuck broads in)
It's Boston
My favorite city to fuck broads in
I have ménages they all friends
Fuck it they bad bruh, they all tens
I swear to god to me

you live by how you feeling
I feel like Wayne in ‘09
When my daddy had a ‘9
When my daddy
He had it back in ‘99
My sister riding round
She never made

the boss
I go nonstop, while they off
At that merch shop, what it cost
Fleeced on a fleece, got what you want

Boston, top ten, locked in
We outside all