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I'm in this one for a while
What if I'm an actor
Who pretends to be a singer
I'm a grown man
Who just learned to cook his own dinner
What if spend my

flavors
The singer
The rapper
You know I'm a player
I'm lying
I'm playing
I'm not really player
Just looking for one
Can call her my favorite
I'm a Wife her

kids hate their singing lessons?
try your best not to preach to the choir
all the singers are so goddamn tired

how many people call themselves stuck up?

not tryna be a singer, I'm a write or die
But I sing what I write, to try to find a lie
Cause even when I lie, what I say is true
Not a Hollywood

gone to stay.

He remembers how it was when he was young --
Being a country singer was fun,
But now he feels like a puppet in a spotlight,
And he takes

it all fade away
This Christmas Time
Don't shut the door on the singers
You don't have to buy a tree
But try to have positivity
Don't be one of those

people changed positions, and a new singer came
They talked to each other for a while
It was clear that their communication was open
When one spoke, all

offense
Get in control
And send a blitz all through that offense
I changed my flow
And now I'm singing to some hard shit
But I'm a singer right
She ate

research says to
Not cos I'm feeling crazy lost and
Strange without you

I know you're not a singer
But please write a sad sad song
I need to take the tune

link
Want a diamond ring on her finger now
She so used to dope boys and broke boys,
Too mad she mess with a singer now
"Cj need to switch it up"
Y'all

that bang boogie hype
Do the twist to feel my vibe
Let's ignite

I'm that writer producer hot new singer
I walk in and they all point their finger
I'm

the Dawn and Té the Dusk... Té-zir?
I don’t know just give it up for whoever he is

Thank you thank you thank you
So I’m not a singer by any means, this is

on my next tape, prelude for the sequel
Rapping singers, singing rappers
Why you niggas hating on these talents?
I sent a video back to the fam
My gran

don't belong in the game I never had to slang dope
I just rap and I sing
But all the rappers cutthroat and all the singers got throat
So I get thrown

The nephew of a jazz singer
Started as a roadie
Performing at colleges with the homies
I had done a lot
Not the household name
Rocked it

the four
Microphone Mateo Always with the cold flows
Like One
Two
Three into the four
& If you don't know...

She be like ain't you like a singer now?

ain't going nowhere
No seasonal pleasure
They say I'm glowin
And my ass growin
I was so sick now I'm good

Anything you can do BGI do better
Singer our

Citrus split in dirty fingers
Tram stop, late night, distant singers
Tea-stained paper for tourist information
And then on to Lebanon

I've been

money, on cloud 9 like I was CJ
Swerving and merging the Beamer, put a beam on a nigga like Vegeta from Frieza
This gun think it's a singer, shooting clips

I'm no saint
No sinner either just a no name
A no name
A no name singer
Without no chains
Or no fame
Yeegy wad mohaza2
Ye2olak estana 'dah helmak' alak

go
No matter the weather i'm givin a show
He duckin parole, i'm stacking the dough
Thinkin he nice you really a hoe

Think ima singer that shit really

And the soul of a singer
Could never be weaker
Without your hands
Around my neck
Causing me to fret
About the silly things
I wish I had
It's so

C R i s G E C O on the microphone
Special dubplate, tribute for my broter Singer Pan
Rudeboys orphan sound Avellino
Only positive vibe
Sta Band' i

how a real man gets it done
I'm better than your favorite R&B singer
Let me show what I can do with one finger
I'm about to hit it, hit it again
Hit it