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Hearing all the birds out singing in the sunrise, windows open all the time and that was no surprise
Yeah, you used to come up to my room and you

cut, gratify the clients
K**ling joke
Load up, this will be a fire
Creativity
I've got tons of 'em on my desire
My heads on keep brainstorm
How could I

all shine out loud

Chasing the sound or flesh by the pound
Choose what you choose follow the muse
Holding it down, down, down
Unite all the sound

have him fucking killed by a guy with a beard
Cause nobody fucks with me
My mother was angry from the second I was born
It wasn't about me though, so I

A ray from the sun greets me
I'm shaking hands with natural energy
That teaches me
I'm in a zone of my own creativity
The love in the atmosphere over

scared, cause she might be me all along
Cause she sings like me
She smokes like me
And she drinks like me 
And I want to see 
My muse walking in the streets

am So brand new
I can't choose when it comes to you
Girl you ghat no clue about the things you do
How you make me feel
You're my muse
Make me dance

for you
Through the Muse

For I will stand
And I will sink
For I am
What I think
Superficial as it seems
Everything feels like a dream
Wish my Muse

To understand you're not a man for me 
I am done 
What took me so long 
To understand you're not a man for me 

I've been sleepless 
Inspired by you, my muse 
No

for your thigh
You were always the fastest
Not this time
My muse is dead
Felled by her own conceit
My muse is dead
So on to a new pastiche
The dust was

bro, you need a cup
Until my glass runneth over, fill it up
Student of the game
The kid is just legally a minor
Off the brain crazy he’s a beat rhymer

so in line
Yeah
I'm stuck in the same old rut
I feel I'm being defined by
My limitations do not
Spark creativity
My Realization is I'm
Not

Got my thoughts flowing, creativity's breezy
Don't need no stress, don't need no strife
Just need some good weed, to live my life

Smokin' weed, feelin'

seeing my scars in your eyes

Now I'm holding onto Reko Muse
Trying to reclaim the things I lost to you

My mother says that I'm insane
My sister says that

raised by the streets I had it good
But still I feel like I’m rapping like a man from the hood
All the words coming out my mouth are true shit
My

to flames
I'm chasing you like moths to flames

Blurry sight
Move by night
Follow my
Pumping compass
I'm chasing you like moths to flames
I'm chasing you like

I’m trying to paint this portrait, but my vision’s distorted 
Euphoric when she’s in orbit
Feel guilty for not recording
Creativity’s dormant 
Locked

PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West

The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in

quite some time
I fight through my rhymes
It was started by Tyler, his art is similar to mine
I've got a mountain to climb but it's okay the view is fine

Yeh
Proving my worth by the bar when they hear me flowing
Conversations with Al bout taking over 38k high in the Boeing
I ain't look like what you'd

by this high
I judge other people based on what's inside
I see myself in others that cross my life
It's all about me and what you shouldn't be
Too

Its cold outside
Theres something I realize 
Writing this tune
I’m thinking of you 
Creativity’s so alive 

Gave my mind a break
Went downtown

If I need a muse you are right there
Wake up to a smile from my nightmares
When it all goes wrong you my lifeline
Put me in my right mind by

Said you don’t need my love
Can’t you make it on your own?

you are so confused
hang me on your muse
you are so confused
hang me on your muse

Slammed