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said, "How many?"
He said, "It looks like fourteen, or something"
I told Kevin, from that point on
My band discussed it for maybe 20 minutes
Donny
Actually the problem so half of me
Goes, fuck, this ain't my thing
But if this dude's gonna push
A button that causes
Important dialogue, then fuckin' A dude
of romance
I want to get down on my favorite sound
I need music energy from my head to my feet - ah
First I hear it and then I start to feel it
My fingers
of romance
I want to get down on my favorite sound
I need music energy from my head to my feet - ah
First I hear it and then I start to feel it
My fingers
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D
body
All the things i'm saying, venting, are all authentic
My dream in music is to have a feat with Kendrick
Many people ask me, ehich means ""Starring
like my tone?
My music ain't for little minds
So sign up on a roster for the ZS kind
This an opportunity for our time
Maybe I say things not making any
[Chorus]
They know I'm crazy by the flow
N-gga never lazy 'bout my dough, dough, dough
I'm in the flesh but I'm quest for mo'
Bizzy, Wish, & baby
my crew tight enough (ah)
Give me the time, I'm writin' up (uh, yeah)
It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time
Hold me by
a voice inside my head, and it’s always loud
“Don’t you dare do anything that you are not allowed”
I wanna break free from the chains made by this sound
I
heard that music
I'll bet maybe you did too
Whoever you are
And all those songs I'd hear
Kept ringin' in my ears
Way up loud, with
The sounds of these
safe, which resulted in me not
Taking many opportunities that
Came my way if I had been
More daring and tried new things
I would have learned new skills
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
you're just my type
You're the kind
You're the kind whose spirits are runnin' free
Let's take a sip of some cold, cold wine
And dance to the music
you're just my type
You're the kind
You're the kind whose spirits are runnin' free
Let's take a sip of some cold, cold wine
And dance to the music
the sound of my music
Had to learn how to hate ya little fake face
Just to get over you
You were the fakest snake
That I dated
That I ever knew
I made you
my ears
And it makes things better, although I face my own decay
All five tracks rewind as I delve into fantasy again
All these sounds in my head,
You always fill my eyes with tears.
It's like a wind from the other side of the world
Like a far off pack of hounds
Sounds like a whole universe
to my words
Somewhere when the band is gone
And the music of my song is just right for lovers
You're what I want more than anything else
I love you, yes
sweat it?
I'm all into my music cause it's how I make papes
Tryin' to make hits, like Kid Capri makes tapes
Me sweat another? I do my own thing
beat
My nigga Lyo in studio says
Kill this beat
I said oh yeah boy consider it done
I'm about to give you black music
Hands high
Put your hands in
blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh
bathe in essential oils, and natural salts
I go into my sanctuary
Put on soft music
Music that sounds like water, and rain
And soft piano!
I say positive
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