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Niggas mad from them ghetto sandwiches and swine
Cryin' hard times, disadvantegeous, man listen
The story in the ghetto the same
Seem like it's just
Now it's time to open up the book
To my cursed life
I have walked through the fires of Rome
and been erased from time
A life laid out by an evil
want
We were all once kids. Everyone you cherish. Everyone you hate. Everyone you know
We all begun on the same page. A tabula rasa. A blank state
Formed
on a shooting star
Life's a song we're singing loud
Dancing in the moonlight crowd
You Don't Know Me, Ariana Grande
Heartbeats in the night
You Don't Know Me,
Collin from Fame
Cah me nuh rob disc jockey when deh lame
This ain't serious (never)
This will make you delirious
If we didn't buss
Every artist
all those phantoms
Through bitter wind and stormy skies
From the desert to the mountain
From the lowest low to the highest high
Like a ghost rider
Oh, baby child
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is
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giving lessons, never guessing, we go from dive bars to sold out
He just smiles, can't help but grin when he turns that dial on the FM
Here's an old
Please no more therapy
Mother take care of me
Piece me together with a
Needle and thread
Wrap me in eiderdown
Lace from your wedding gown
Yow yow aaaah out my comfort zone heh merc merc hehheh curian curian
Tmg or die nigga yow
Like a nad kidney man inoperable
Artist life artist life
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Cojo Nation, are you ready?
Are you ready for real country music?
Cojo music and Warner Nashville, platinum recording artist
From Huntsville,
A cold November wind can cut right through your soul
Even leaves all hide away from the wind November blows
And after all the warmth of the summer
Ariana Grande
Hey now, hey now hey now, hey now
Oh, baby child
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is
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Heart on your sleeve the monsoon weather in your bones
I could call you naïve if we weren't cut from the same stone
(Woh) Ivory lattice windows look
to the point
It go 1, 2, 3
Two in the front
One in the back seat
Seat, seat, seat
Looking for a victim of an AK-47
100 round each, each, each
But why
the young girls sing
Remember as you bleed for the artist
He only goes the hardest way
And as you plead for him to start this
You live to hear
colors show the glory
Of the Master Artist's plan
Built by god for those who love Him
Those who trust the great "I am"
Those who trust the great "I am"
baby, just be honest
Don't be tryna play me, I'm an artist, baby, I'm an artist
Baby, I'm an artist (and I'm sensitive about my shit)
I been tryna make
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