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Return of the Mack - get up
What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn’t
Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
Instead of getting on the internet
And checking out who hit me, get up
Thrift shop, pimp strut walking
Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious
Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby
Sweater game nope nope y’all can’t copy
Yup. Bad, moonwalking
This here, is our party
My posse’s been on Broadway
And we did it our way
Throne music
I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it
And yet I’m on
Let that stage light go and shine on down
Got that Bob Barker suit game
And Plinko in my style
Money, stay on my craft
And stick around for those pounds
But, I do that to pass the torch
And put on for my town
Trust me
On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustlin’
Chasing dreams since I was 14
With the four track bussing
Halfway cross that city with the backpack
Fat cat, crushin labels out here
Nah they can’t tell me nothing
We give that to the people
Spread it across the country
Labels out here
Nah they can’t tell me nothing
We give it to the people
Spread it across the country
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Now can I kick it? Thank you
Yeah I’m so damn grateful
I grew up, really wanted gold fronts
But that’s what you get when Wu-Tang raised you
Y’all can’t stop me
Go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat
And I’m eating at the beat
Like you gave a little speed
To a great white shark
On shark week
Raw, Time to gone off, I’m gone!
Deuces goodbye, I got a world to see
And my girl she wanna see Rome
Caesar will make you a believer
Nah I never ever did it for a throne
That validation comes from giving it back to the people
Nah sing a song and it goes like
Raise those hands, this is our party
We came here to live life
Like nobody was watching
I got my city right behind me
If I fall, they got me
Learn from that failure gain humility
And then we keep marching ourselves
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
“Na na NAna na naNA na”
And all my people say
“Na na NAna na naNA na”
And all my people say
“Na na NAna na naNA na”
And all my people say
“Na na NAna na naNA na”
And all my people say -
The universe and everything. including a dog!
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Che Guevara these days…
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80’s Classic! <3
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Hold on to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home
Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found
Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home
Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found
Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home
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Things I love…
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Call me!
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Dear love of my life,
Sometimes I wonder where you are… what you are doing… with who…
Then I imagine when and how we’ll meet… that will be the story we’ll tell to our children and our grand-children too. I hope it will be a good story, not just a story about love but a love story. I’m waiting patiently… no… I’m very anxious actually. Waiting for that moment, when butterflies will invade my stomach, my heart will stop beating for a second and you’ll take my breath away. Definetly it’ll be a great story! Just as great as the one when I’ll propose to you…
We’ll laugh, because I know you gonna make me laugh a lot, doing that thing you do. We’ll watch your favorite movies one hundred times in a roll, and you wont let me watch mine, and that’s ok, because I love you that much. But we’ll watch ours favorite movies together, after all we have a lot in common.
You’ll wear that summer dress that I love, that one I gave to you on our anniversary, just because I like it. And I’ll shave, or not, just because you asked me. You’ll wear my shirt after we spend night together, you look so sexy on it…
And the sex… oh… THE sex…
Hey babe, don’t take too long to meet me, I’m already ready… And if you already met someone, he’s the wrong one. I wish you realize it soon.
I’m waiting for too long and I miss you so much…
All and forever yours,
your Soulmate and future Boyfriend/Fiance/Husband and most important best friend.
I love you already. -
See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
Wearin’ yesterday’s misfortunes like a smile—
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
Which he spent like they was goin’ outa style—
And he keeps right on a’changin’ for the better or the worse,
Searchin’ for a shrine he’s never found—
Never knowin’ if believin’ is a blessin’ or a curse,
Or if the goin’ up was worth the comin’ down—Chorus:
He’s a poet, he’s a picker—
He’s a prophet, he’s a pusher—
He’s a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he’s stoned—
He’s a walkin’ contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin’ ev’ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
And he’s traded in tomorrow for today—
Runnin’ from his devils, lord, and reachin’ for the stars,
And losin’ all he’s loved along the way—
But if this world keeps right on turnin’ for the better or the worse,
And all he ever gets is older and around—
>from the rockin’ of the cradle to the rollin’ of the hearse,
The goin’ up was worth the comin’ down—Chorus:
He’s a poet, he’s a picker—
He’s a prophet, he’s a pusher—
He’s a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he’s stoned—
He’s a walkin’ contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin’ ev’ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
There’s a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home. -
I just fucking love wolves!
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Release Butterfree, click here!
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Clueless…
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Timothy Leary: You aren’t like them.
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