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to move around in this matrix
Line by line logically debugging the fakeness
Unfolding the scroll, reading off ancient rolls
Knowing your role, being

family

Most of the time, I was alone
But not this year

Sleigh bells on jingle
Ice got my neck on twinkle

Baby, I'm single
I came here to mingle
Get it

pride
And taped up my heart and wiped off my eyes without you
Without you

How you doing? Me, I'm a mess
I feel powerless, hands around this

Is this a hill
I got holes to patch my own home
A house falling down around my head
No need to add you to my list of regrets

I'll walk away this

the shit, nigga check this out
Pull off with your bitch like skrrt
Then skeet off in that bitch mouth
What goes around comes around
Be cautious what you

told,
It's our time, undefied
Activated
My motive kill the fake, then i let the real replace it
Keep your eyes on the prize in this Saturn nation
Lifeless

But damned if he don't keep checking
Left and right

He says put on some music
Put on some music
Let's have a hell of a time
Put on some music
Hey David

Now it's David vers' Goliath
Fuck you and your Pale Rap Youtube hit
If I shoot two clips you won't be around
To see how many views you get
Yo, so you

this silent storm
My heart and mind are torn

And I know that I should sing
I know that I should dance
I know that just like David
I should worship You

at Skipijankings and Tackle him)

Donald: The Champion has just tackled long time friend,
Mr. Skipijankings, I?ve never scene any thing like this.

Skipijankings:

We gone, Drive By
Money Moe nigga
Yeah
High Tide, High Times
Man
That shit be the Move
That shit be a Groove
When I ride
My Whip feels kool Spaceship

but the writings on the wall
Nails on the chalkboard 
You sound like nails on the chalkboard 
Traditions and lies, greed, protocol
Sounding like nails

Buying them stocks
Watching them pop
Every time a crisis come around
You know your boy cop
Oh you want your hair done?
And you want new nails? 
Girl

'bout time
Well gettin' mine when your ass can't come outside
Don't know what you do for yours, I die by mine
So I would not apologize, I would ride

the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You got your own '96 somethin' to ride
And keep

Heard my false God wanna meet me at the higher lands
I’m 17 in three weeks the time I wrote this
I got a couple thousand years left, I’m omnipotent
That’s

this silent storm
My heart and mind are torn

And I know that I should sing
I know that I should dance
I know that just like David
I should worship You

sure they remember my name
When their fame flatlines
I bang nails in coffins time after time
Young guns on the come up
Always gunning for my shine
I need

to glow
Looking like David Letterman and Jimmy Fallon how the boy bout to put on a show
This shit sentimental
Me and my dawgs out the kennel
We taking it

Continental

Alkaline Trio

Good Mourning

2003

I could learn to let this sleeping dog die
Without lying to myself

You had nine lives and one by one you chewed them up
Your final coffin nail's

friend
Stringing a ring around my wit's end
13 loops later his feet hung inches out the pig pen
Motley day goblins brought him pillage to pass

Playing with Fire

Labrinth

Ill Manors [Deluxe Edition]

2012

One day you'll learn when you get burned
By then it will be too late you ya
Be too late for ya
When the fire spreads and burns, don't you know?

your time, gave you the chance
Better come back to me with the

Cherry lipstick, yeah girl I'm feeling it
Wanna get your ass home by the look of it
Can I

Bitch, I'm staying pretty to make some songs about it
Never really felt that aura, got around it
Never even spent my money till I got a thousand