I don't miss you I don't miss you anymore I just might miss you 'Till the morning fills the air Or the afternoon is fair Or the evening light is barely there And you know is not a lie Unless the moon is floating

Time's up, hold up, aight Celph you got 30 seconds, you ready? Alright, Celph Titled, hit em! Celph Titled: That's all you got? Yo, yeah, listen These hungry rappers battle for a buck and some change There really be kids starving, give a fuck if it

Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Can't a young nigga get money any more? (ah) Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor (ah) Come to meet me without no drawers? We flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute Shut the fuck up when you talk

I'll use that star to write, I love you A thousand times across the sky One thing isn't very clear, my love Should the teachers stand so near, my love Graduation's almost here, my love Did you say that I've got a lot to learn? Well, don't think I'm

Well all along the watchtower While all the women came and went Outside in the cold distance Two riders were approaching Princes kept the view Barefoot servants, too yeah A wildcat did growl And the wind begins to howl There must be some kind of way out

Bottles in a bucket full of ice (yeah) Better make room, vroom, hear the Lambo (celebrate) Bitch better believe that I'm a sniper (yeah) You know I'm 'bout to take you from your man though (celebrate) Pop up with the chopper at artificial niggas actin'

A little bit of love We all need a Nos unió el amor Y ahora soy mejor Esta es la bandera que por siempre seguiré Solo hay un color En mi corazón Y una vida entera yo por ti me jugaré We all need love

Never let I fail To live out the greater part of my days Give I strength Jah Jah give I strength Jah give I strength Teach the youths them right in the way they should grow Joy is a stream constantly flow And I don't want to be unhappy Let me live till

I used to visit all the very gay places Those come-what-may places Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distingue traces That used to be

In the basement, whoa down in the basement Oh, now tell me where can you party, child, all night long? In the basement, down in the basement, yeah. Oh where can you go when your money gets low? And if a storm is taking place, you can jam and still be