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the mirror, not pretty enough
And digital images reducing love
My roommate enslaved by expectations above
And then I see the face of my mother

A first

Fly over to France
Don't wanna be your mans
Never trusting romance
No never trust
That's salt in the cuts
Gotta dig deep
There's diamonds in the rough

halla my name 
Say Brainee done elevate e don step up him game 
no be by my power you know 
na baba God dey hold me like a tower you know 
And my gbedu na

and got you slippin'
Another victim, don't know what's hit them through his spinal
Just another man who defeated by survival
That's your biggest rival,

human
Of being a man, a real man
Tsuiiiiip
Nongsense
See no mom
E no be be na ya fault
Whether you be wear na wetti
Mini skirt, hot pants, open back

on the dance floor like what it do
What it don't do I heard the homie reply
Distracted by this cutie pie who I used to exercise with in the past
Of course it

This tune, a big tune man, from Falameno Then why they have a wonder what they do? The shit I been through, they don't really have a clue No fool, no

After All

David Bowie

The Man Who Sold the World

1970

Please trip them gently, they don't like to fall, oh by jingo
There's no room for anger, we're all very small, oh by jingo
We're painting our faces

I'll Carry On

Rich Mullins

A Liturgy, A Legacy & A Ragamuffin Band

1993

Momma, I've got two strong hands. 
And they're fine as far as hands go 
I can shoulder the future, I can face the wind 
For the dream that I must

After All

David Bowie

The Man Who Sold the World

1970

Please trip them gently, they don't like to fall, oh by jingo
There's no room for anger, we're all very small, oh by jingo
We're painting our faces

crows
God bless me energize me with more volts
By multiplying my hustle in four folds
When life goes smoothly all we do is thank the Lord
When the table

like it when I strangle
Booty hit my face like a sandal, whoa

Ever since I got some money 
I've been scared of going broke
I don't know where imma go

of mine
I just choose to project 
All the strength I endure
People say
Come on man what you had to get through 
Don't you see me walking round 
Like I just

Yeah (Whoever don't cook it
They gon have to do the dishes) yeah
Yeah i'm feelin blessed man
Ok KMoney

I can see em standing in
The crowd yelling

dark hollow
Wit a bad model
City on e
Momma I'm free
Money by the ton
Why you mad and I'm having fun
My bitch got new hair
I'm rich don't you dare
Loud

its sorta like kryptonite
Tyler Perry, Oprah
You can be Barack
Dentist, or business man
Lawyer don't stop
Cooking like Chef Max
Designer like Toure

Marquizzzy dark as hell for heaven's sake that's all you talk about
I'm better by light years I don't get what the fuss about
Steady going in

pies and Patti cakes
Had my man E. save me a proper Seat
By no means do I gloat, I know I usually Rock The Boat
Just tryna feed my folk and complete

Look he needa tuck it down
By the way he look at me
I know his game rye
But pretty boys don't give it all out on the same night
Let's go to Paris

I get on man I swear I'ma try to go drastic
E for all of the times I was broke now I'm straight now this money elastic
Hold on
F I don't give a fuck

and the fire ya see
Or when I watch a man get on bended knee not knowing whether or not his Queen will accept the ring

I'm inspired by everything, I hope to be

be on E, 

Don't be jealous nigga I got the gas 



Swear I'm humble and I don't like to brag, 

Say they hate me but I don't give a damn 



Flirting

Better safe than sorry guys
Now those are rules to Abide by
But Caged birds don't fly
So I get out sometimes
Used to bank with chime
Now I save all my

this one
Number one
I know say Una go like this one
You don't have to go down all the time
But if you do
Please do make it count
One hundred
Make e sup