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Æ E en sørgli skapning og æ e et sørgli syn
Og sjangle ganske ofte når æ går på by'n
Men de e dog et liv
Æ Har og de har gjort må sånn
Og æ trives

Æ har ingenting
Ingenting å by dæ på av verdi
Ingenting æ føla e verdt å si
om nokka
Ingenting æ prøva å få dæ med
Med på som æ tenk at du treng å se

agge ta ae sari haariya
Huh
Jinni sigi o chadditti saariya
Hun ta bas tu kar le tehyariya
Tere nal hun mae bananiya hai yaariya
Mithiya ji tu kardi galla

Trondheim sjø

Æ Føle mæ litt frier med nattbad I Korsvika
Med tolv grada I vann må du lat som du e mann
Det gnistre I gatelys konturan av en by
Risses inn I

beat

Å det du hør blir vist en fæst af dem du bæst ka li
For Hubbi å gutterne dar ve mæ, dar blir det rætti utidi
Se jæ dæi disk jokki som råver: æ i mæ

gotta know 
I'm a church boy 
Church boy 
I'm a church boy
proud to be a Christian 
I'm a church boy


[Post hook: 6ixteen_12]
Mãe be in the kitchen,

Untitled will be ageless
'Cause this shit is my magnum opus
Like me it's damn ambitious
To raise the bar so fearless
'Cause it feels like no one else is
Your

Innestængt og stille i en skitten by
Vindu e kun skille mellom storm og ly
Da kan æ drømme mæ de gode
Drømme mæ en klode
En sliten sjel forbindes av

this song and I'm lost in space
I'm an over-thinker, you can solve it
Money can't bring you happiness
Now I'm in this, I'm in this

Untitled, here right

through the lanes
While y'all lead by the wraith
Aye aye aye aye
Eat off my plate
Eat off my plate
Death is the way you place yo bets
But what's yo steaks
I

Your heart in my hand
I know your head misses my shoulder
This chapter is done
But our story isn't over
Time goes by too fast, but I just hope your heart

and fix things
You had me dead by dawn then turned me up in your six speed
You never wanted me for me, you liked the way I used my voice
You thought I'd

smell
I en by av gode råd
i mellom kæm æ e
og kæm æ ska bli

Og når det bli motvind
ska æ kall det for en bris
Og æ ska hold mæ stødig
på et vis
Æ ska

Message Sent

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

myself is untitled but...its the same virus 

My wrists get slit on your shoulder blades
when I lose my grip while I hold your face
Let it drip on your

And Betty Mae's a good time gal
And Betty Mae's a good time gal
Betty Mae's the end, but she's losing her last friend
She's crying now as he moves

and pass
Holy ghost gat my back carry carry cutlass

Everybody say I dey carry cutlass iyee
Jehovah dey by my side iyee
Lailai I no go lack
Say my own my own

Æ Tar mæ en øl klar for fest
Æ Ha itj verre foill på skjitlæng
Hælvettes corona'n får da mæ og
Aill ainneran te å itj å tørr
Og vårra atme kvarainner

the crimes and broken laws
Solution is for now untitled
I gotta leave and climb up to the mountain of dreams
To find hope by stargazing

"Untitled" to show its all hell when I levitate and get God right on the phone
Suffocate yo whole career
Guess I really got blue faces in my life this year

the sky
Touch into my soul

Past mistakes are the beginning
Untitled story was created
Separated by dimensions
Shackled by mental bonds
Dark sunshine

This

my time
I've been putting in my grind
10,000 hour time
10,000 passes by
10,000 different times
I reminisce on times
That I was on my I's
And I was

let your girl let me pocus
You home pulling the rope?
At the untitled spot, no flexing
Looking dead set at me like D'Angelo quote
Grab my phone with

risk my freedom 
To not end up dead on the news 
I learned from blueprint 2's
Untitled
Drums by Quest Love 
Bending the rules 
Walk in my own shoes
Still

i Bodø by
Der folk som mæ hadde ry førr å vær avskyelig
Den tida vi blei nekta inngang på restauranta
Når de så de svære buksan vårres trudde de vi