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[Verse 1]
You’re a picture perfect page
Paper romance for a face
Yeah, I’m a lucky star
And my wish won’t come true
I’m about to fall apart
Wish I held your rhinestone heart
But you would never open
You would never glow for me

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re with another girl
I’m never getting out
You’ll never gonna know
These secrets in my mouth
I never knew before
But now I realize
I blossom like the moon
When I fall through your eyes

[Chorus]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
In these magazines

[Verse 2]
Lost in a corner of my mind
You sit and tangle of my lines
I read a thousand stories
Your whisper never starts to fade
I can smile and stare right through
Only happiness for you
Alone I cry an ocean
Ink and poisons starts to stain

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I should’ve made my move
But it’s too late to try
I lose myself to love
When I fall through your eyes

[Chorus]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
In these magazines

[Bridge]
Lines, space in your mind
You don’t even know my heart is breaking
Ahh oh, ahh-ah-ah, oh

[Chorus]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
Ah, ah-ah, ah, can you see me?
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
In these magazines
In these magazines

[Marvin riffing]

Jesus said time would heal ALL WOUNDS
(Time… Time…)
But we have to live right to get the time
(Time… Time…)
Oh, time
(Time… Time…)
Please, time, you got to be a friend of mine

Sometimes I am unable to move
(Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then)
I let temptation get me off of my groove
(Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then)

Sometimes I get it
Sometimes it’s hard
To stay with it
But right now, get it, gotta get it, get it
Got to stay with it
Makin’ up my mind to get it

Gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right
Pretty good lovin’, oh
Get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right
Oh, gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right – Woo!
Oh, gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right, baby
Oh, gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock –
My life’s a clock and it’s winding down
From the day you’re born
Till the day you’re in the ground

Come on, let’s say this thing together!

I’ve been racing against time
Trying my best to find my way
Change our world in just one day
Blowin’ coke all up my nose
Gettin’ in and out my clothes
Foolin’ ’round with midnight hoes
But that chapter of life’s closed

From the day you’re born
Till the day you’re in the ground

Father, forgive me
To sing and dance, give love a chance
Please be on my side
Please be on my side
Just a few more days and I’ll change my ways
Please be on my side

Ain’t no need
For us to leave
Before we want to
But if we respect father time in our prime
Aw, baby, we won’t have to

Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then
Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then
Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then
Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move

Like the rest of mankind
I’ve been racing against time
Trying my best to find my way
Change my world in just one day

“I can dig it, I can dig it!”
Cold-blooded out there, man, I been fooling around a long time
Yeah, I been trying to hit the big one
“You got to learn!”

Like the rest of mankind
I’ve been racing against time
Trying my best to find my way
Change my world in just one day
Blowin’ coke all up my nose
Gettin’ in and out my clothes
Foolin’ ’round with midnight hoes
But that chapter of life’s closed

From the day you’re born
Till the day you’re in the ground

I’ve got to say, I’ve got some debts to say (please be on my side)
Please be on my side (time, time)
Know I’ve done some wrong, I won’t be here long
Please be on my side, please be on my side

(Stop fooling with time!
Stop fooling with time!)

You know, Ed? Life’s a bitch, man
I tried my best to do right, man but you know it’s cold-blooded out there

Got to learn sooner or later, don’t you?

Got to learn! Life can’t be this way!

Got to sometimes in life, make a change. Every man has to make a change. Sooner the better is the saying

Sometimes it takes you a long time to learn

Way too long, way too long, man. Things be going down, you’ll be sorry for it

[Marvin relaying instructions for Sparrow, next track]
Get to the F-minor there, now the whole process repeats again
And then it just repeats!
Hey Mike, let me have a pelmel when you get a sec, please, bless you
Before we cut
One, two, three, four!

[INTRO: JUICY J]
Play me some of that $uicide pimpin’ man

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]
You motherfuckers pitiful, I’m just sick of you
I’m a walking visual, you boys refillable
Unforgivable
Once you cross me, hoe
Now you a motherfucking stain to Lil Cut Throat (blaow!)
Let the Glock bang
Nuts hang, drug game ain’t the same
“Savage” tatted on my face
Grey ape
Blazing while we hotbox
Fuck a badge, fuck a cop even if the K hot
Watch me bust on any block
Northside, 90 scope on the shotty
Semi blow your body
Tony gripping on the Tommy, bitch
I break the head off a bat like I’m Ozzy
You got a problem motherfucker? Come and try me
I’m nothing like what you punk boys wanna embody
Norf, Norf, East Side *59
Tony gripping Tommy
Fuck around end up with your body
Autopsy
I be that walking zombie, bath salts
Eating bodies
Three choppas and the shottys shooting everybody
Cigarette wet
Bumping Boosie Badazz
On them drugs
Cheeky jaws, locked clitch
Trigger finger itching, if you think I’m kidding
Smoke leaking from the sticky that we smoking, boy
Fuck a Backwoods, Swisha’s what I use, boy
Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna do
Motherfuck you and (Ruby–) your punk friends too

[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]
Ruby blunt lit, lungs itch
Bitch, I like the sting
Smoking potent
Thinkin’ I’m the chosen one
Bitch, I’m a king
I can hear my dead homies saying
Now my eyes always hurting, wiping tears with diamond rings, yeah, aye
Hold up fuckboy, who the fuck said we cool?
Man, I quit smoking with hypebeasts back in 2002
What it do?
Motherfucker, I’m a fool
Ruby Da Cherry is cooling with goblins
If you got a problem, then you better move
From the womb, to the tomb
Busting out early, busting out soon
Black-out the city, I’m back on them 30s
In about 20 minutes I’m gonna be on the moon, uh
Drugs got me fucked up, sluts got me drugged up, fuck
Slam my face against a pill to crush it up
Government ID helps me get high, seeing stars in the mirror like I’m looking with a pipe beam
Nine-gram ring but the rims looking sparkly
Mighty sloppy, might be cocky
Am I in the right scene?
Highly unlikely, and I’m willing to fucking bet
Leave a pussy wet then I leave a pussy wet
I’m a fucking vet
I’m a motherfucking threat
G*59 the set
G*59 will make you sweat
I don’t give a fuck, kiss my fucking epithet
Lace up my Nikes Decades meet me at Heaven’s Gate
7th Ward by the lake ’till my death

[Outro]
He’ll come off of your drunken stupid from Burman Street, Saturday night! Get up in time to go to mass on Sunday morning—and you tell God you’re sorry for your drunkenness, only to go back out tonight and get wasted again

[Russ]
Intro:
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them
‘i i i i love mr. WOT entertainment’
G8
Cruuuddddddd
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back

Verse 1:
Classified member
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure (none)
Do up an opp with pleasure (do him)
Akeee pull up my rams get splashy (splash splash)
Fuck the verbal attack me (come)
Got plenty names on this shank b (nuff)
Still walk with sticks come like bambi
She said i’m sweeter than candy (sweet)
Just hit up the spot and cream it
Samples for the cats just tease ’em
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them (onsite)
Left numerous fuck boys bleeding
Left humerous big men screaming (bitches)
She’s mine if i start gunleaning
[?]
25+ your way too bitter
Live in the flesh
Fat boy got quicker
Still out here can’t see that nigga
Smash mans car, insurance nigga?

Verse 2:
Shit den, pull up they panic ching him (ching him)
Metal straight in him
Big ting ain’t no kitchen (large one)
Rip skin tear off his ting (tear it)
Cheeky try slap off a [?]
Back this one it comes with a bang (bow)
No talking just stretch out my hand
Slap more then 3 man in your gang
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits (ching splash)
Free up my dargs they soon come back

Verse 3:
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it

Outro:
Got kicked out a section too
Shsh backed a wap on you
Shit den i feel sorry for you
In your vid thats my jacket too
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure
Do up an opp with pleasure
Akee fuck the verbal attck me

As long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talkin bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

But the second I start with the state of the economy
Black leadership, Black gods and Black sovereignty
That’s when you can’t seem to follow me, confusion
You feel like you losin, I’m no longer amusin
This song’s about choosin, choosin why you cruisin
Either Black entertainment or the Black Revolution
People love to see a young Black man rap
Until he wakes up and realize he’s caught in the trap

So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

But the minute I get in it bout the way these rappers spit it
The minute I start spittin that truth here comes a critic
I freestyle off the top like removin ya yankee fitted
But they not really checkin for skills, they want the gimmick
Many of the challenges we face, we could solve em
But there’s no trust, no unity, and that’s the problem
Black people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
White people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
US foreign policy is simply just bomb em
Rebels against they own government, the US arms em
Then when things get outta hand, yeah they try to calm em
More money, more diplomacy, just charm em
If that doesn’t work then they move to “Osama”
Turn him into a terrorist, so they can disarm em
Through the corporate media, we don’t stand a chance
But too many people wanna us to just stand and dance

So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

You like me, you like me, you like me
You like me, you like me, you like me