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Shooting Star

Are you burnin' baby?
Lighting up the dark
Can you hardly take it?
Everyone wishing on stars
Can you feel me shakin'? (shakin)
Makin' our dreams come true
All the hearts you're breakin' (breakin)
Cos' there's nobody else like you
 
We run across the sky (the sky)
Faster than the speed of light
We've got magic on our side (our side)
Cos' you know what you are
You're my shooting star
 
Shooting star
You are, you are
Shooting star
You are, you are
 
Are you goin crazy?
All eyes on you
The vibes you be creatin'
Electric neon blue
Stardusted hazy (hazy)
Dancin' on the moon
There's no escapin' (hazy)
A galaxy in bloom
 
We run across the sky (the sky)
Faster than the speed of light
We got magic on our side (our side)
Cos' you know what you are
You're my shooting star
 
Shooting star
You are, you are
Shooting star
You are, you are
 
Shooting star
You know what you are
You you you you know what you are
Shooting star
You know what you are
You know what you are
 
We run across the sky
Faster than the speed of light
We got magic on our side
Cos' you know what you are
You're my shooting star
 
Shooting star
You are, you are
Shooting star
You are, you are
 
Shooting star
You know what you are
You you you you know what you are
Shooting star
You know what you are
You know what you are
 
Shooting star
You know what you are
You you you you know what you are
Shooting star
You know what you are
You know what you are
 

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Clean in Two

These days are longer than they need to be.
They stay too late, and come back again too early.
One more day for me to wait and see.
 
These nights are lonely and they're sleepless too.
They go so slow and take too long to get through.
One more night for me to cry, I fear.
 
I'm running on empty 1, spent on missing you.
This heart is torn apart clean in two 2.
Night and day it's same again I feel.
 
I need you. (X3)
 
  • 1. idiom: I'm very tired / fatigued
  • 2. torn straight down the middle into two equal pieces

Fear

[Intro]
This is why I do this shit
I think they call this, venting
 
[Verse 1]
Look, this is me, still the same
They want the hits, I play the game
No auto-tune, but you can feel the pain
It all comes spilling out like I hit a vein
What up, Lil Bro? What up, Slum Ville?
I hope you know that y'all the reason I have fun still
The fans thinking that we all signed for one mil
Equal opportunity rapping, that shit is unreal
That ain't how it works, that ain't how it goes
And I been getting high just to balance out the lows
And I could use a writer just to balance out my flows
But I never share my thoughts, this is all a nigga knows
And every time I try, it opens up my eyes
These verses are a chance to be remembered and reprised
And I would be performing this as long as I'm alive
So every word I utter will be mine
 
[Hook]
Don't believe the lies, look me in my eyes
Please don't be scared of me, please don't be scared of me
I remember you, this feeling isn't new
So please don't be scared of me, please don't be scared of me
 
[Verse 2]
(Don't take this the wrong way but, uh)
I never cried when Pac died
But I probably will when Hov does
And if my tears hold value then I would drop one
For every single thing he showed us
And I'll be standing in a puddle
I stay away from niggas that could land me in some trouble
And I'mma keep it honest, I'm so tired of being subtle
It's just me, 40, O, and Nik standing in a huddle
Staring at the members of my team
Who get questioned about they profit from this million dollar scheme
Just know that am in debt for you defending all our dreams
I hope you tell your families this shit ain't what it seems
But y'all the reason for a lot of my devotion
You know I spend money because spending time is hopeless
And know I pop bottles cause I bottle my emotions
At least I put it all in the open
 
[Hook]
Don't believe the lies, look me in my eyes
Please don't be scared of me, please don't be scared of me
I remember you, this feeling isn't new
So please don't be scared of me, please don't be scared of me
 
[Verse 3]
Look, fuck all y'all, we ignore feelings here
Premature millionaires, welcome to my realest year
Yeah, I swear that we making a killing here
I should be on top of the world just chilling here
But it's funny having fans
Who find you before anybody ever has the chance
And build you up, so you could be the biggest in the game
And realize when you're there, sometimes the shit don't feel the same
Yeah, and plus things are just surreal at home
People think I've changed just cause my appeal has grown
And now security follow me everywhere
So I never actually am alone, I just always feel alone
I think I'm scared of what the future holds
I was wishing for some things and now am used to those
Every girl I meet thinks I'm fucking groupie hoes
The honesty of my music has left me too exposed
All my old friends think I got a new crowd
And people seem to notice every time I do smile
I guess that mean they come few and far between
Even though I'm living out what you would call the dream
And my uncle ain't even messaging me
And him missing in my life is kind of messing with me
I hope this isn't one of those forever things
It's funny how money can change everything
 

Damage

And now you've got your face on the scene
Page 17 would like to meet someone like me
Our back door is open to people on their knees
 
Emily, don't go to the house tonight
Stay on your own, count your blessings
Hold on to them tight
Just one more week and the paper comes through
Just one more week and you're mine
People will say how they never saw the signs
 
Ugly boy in fourth form suffered a head blow
Puts up the houses in the west country
Carefully maps out the garden
Hides the letters from your sister
They're not here to understand [2x]
 
Emily, don't go to the house tonight
Stay on your own, count your blessings
Hold on to them tight
Just one more week and the paper comes through
Just one more week and you're mine
People will say how they never saw the signs
 
[x2]
Just one more week and the paper comes through
Just one more week and you're mine
People will say how they never saw the signs
 

Raw Deal

I made a spike about nine o'clock on a Saturday
All eyes hit me as I walked into the door
And seeing other guys were fooling in the denim dudes
A couple cards played rough stuff, New York, fire island
 
I cased the joint
Straining at the scenes
 
I moseyed up to the counter and the tender came a-grinnin'
I snapped the smile off his face and scowled 'Give me a bourbon'
The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting
All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action
The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact
 
Then the big boys
Saw me and knew that
I'd had too much, floating around
Statues alive, seconds are hours
 
Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered
I was barely holding on to this flying body symphony
I guess I dream in pictures, not colors
The true free expression I demand is human rights, right
 
I gave my life
I am immortal
 
I'm going, no loss [x4]
 
Nightmare
Just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming
Raw deal