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Young Buck
02:35
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Young Buck
Young buck: wishing you had the best of luck
and the foresight to find your truck tonight,
Young buck: I paid 80 bucks to rhyme panel truck
with panic struck and I’m feeling fucked tonight
Young buck gotta spin those dreams
Young buck gotta sew those seams
Young buck gotta see those memes
and plan those schemes
Young buck: Tell me about blueberries in beer
If you’re the almighty seer then why am I here?
(Steer clear with no fear)
Young buck gotta fight the fight
Young buck gotta do what’s right
Young fuck gotta light the light
and tell ‘em all to say good night
WE’RE JUST GOING TO PHONE IT IN
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Personal Space
03:35
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Personal space
I used to stumble like a drunk
Alone and lonely with the head of a skunk
A wasted wasteland of a man, I didn’t understand,
I kept my head in the sand
I stroll through these years with a glow
but I don’t know how I got here, no
I’ve lived my life longer with you
than without you, yea what about that?
I can’t believe you let me in,
Don’t know where you stop and I begin
It’s almost too much to face
But I’ll live forever in your personal space
I couldn’t be a richer man, huh
Than the one I have become.
I swim through the life I want to live
These things that money can’t give
My life is amply peppered with the things I like
with the thoughts I write, the songs I write
All jostling for attention and did I ever mention
that this is all my invention?
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Shipwrecked
03:24
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Shipwrecked
You think you’ve got me in the drink
I will not sink like you want me to sink
I will not think or thank you, the stank you
left is rank and you know I’m banking on you
Something’s getting fishy now, isn’t it,
I know you’re wishing it would dissipate
I know you see me and you hesitate,
It’s getting late and the waves are getting elevated
I’m sinking in your waters
I’m lost at sea, come look for me
Everywhere I look but not a drop to sip, you tip
the tick you flip the switch and take
a dip — it’s enough to make a body swiftly
swish like “I’m tipsy,” I’m serious.
You can see me in the distance
But am I waving or drowning? you always think
I’m clowning. Down, down this time I’m going
sink to the bottom and you won’t hear a sound.
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Right Town, Wrong Address
“Listen to me, kid. You know we’ve got a lot of life to live
But I don’t know that you know what you’re doing yet,” she said.
“You’ve got to … figure it out. You’ve got to … figure it out.
Go ahead and get busy now, come back when you know what it’s about.”
I didn’t want to leave but I had to believe
that I could just fly away and come back to her some day.
You never left my heart. I kept you close to me
And now it feels like the time. I’m ready now to find you.
You know I did what she asked:
shed my skin and dropped my mask,
filled my heart with a new life, l
earned to breathe and I learned to fight.
And I am finally coming home and we will never be alone
and I knock on your door; it looks different than before.
You never left my heart. I hope you waited for me.
Because now it feels like the time;
I’m ready for us — where are you?
You’ve always been in my heart.
I tore it down and cleared the debris
but even after all of this time I feel like we've lost —
have I lost you? Lost me? Lost you? Where are you?
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5. |
The Dregs
05:07
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The Dregs
I picked up the pieces that were left on the floor
when you decided you don’t need me anymore
Just leave me drifting
Leave me lonely, leave me alone
Without a hope, without a home
Just set me drifting
You don’t own the way I feel
You can’t control it, don’t make it real
I’m not defeated, I’m not down
I’m not the dregs of the lost and found
I’m not the garbage that you think you discarded
You couldn’t finish what you never knew you started
I’m not defeated, I’m not down
I’m not the dregs of the lost and found
I’m not about to speak your name
Give you reason or feed you fame
Just leave it drifting
Everything that was left behind
That story’s yours, it’s not mine
No longer drifting
It’s not me, I’m not the one that you left behind
I’m not the dregs, I’m not the one that you left behind
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6. |
Peak Misery
05:36
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Peak Misery
I keep thinking about that one time
When everything was going to fall down
No matter what I try to build up
They try to make me feel like a fuck up
And nobody makes me feel alright
They want to ice the way I write
Sink a little bit more in that misery
Look at me when I reached the peak
I was sad to leave but I couldn’t stay
It was best for me so I went away
I had reached peak misery
No longer longer knowing what’s good for me, and honestly
When you reach peak misery, there isn’t much to say
It may take a while just to get through
To get back what you know is “you”
Open up the doors and get back what you know is yours
Start feeling like you did before
One that I’ve come to know
when you’re as low as a body can go
It can’t get any worse
Burst the bubble kick away the curse
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