I lied.

How else was I supposed to get your attention? lol

Do try to listen to this track before you press the x at the top right. You know I always put you on that good stuff.

Just try to listen to the 2nd verse.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nueG0jLMFA[/flash]

Lyrics

Thee Tom Hardy
Let’s blaze, what a way to escape
What’s a way for you to waste away your days of mistakes?
Eyes glossy, glazed-over like, donuts and cakes
You’re happy with somebody so you wish and hope that it’s fate
But what if it’s fake? Hell of a scam, the whole time
All for the pie, you know, key lime
If it all ended today, at least you tried
It was a nice ride, time to go inside
Yourself and take a look at the person and how it’s hurtin’
like how could somebody love you for years and then desert ya
What’s the whole purpose? Experience of learnin?
Exterior is strong but inside you’re certainly burnin’
Take two of these that’s the remedy for anything
You could be happy or else, at least pretend to be
Own biggest enemy, killin’ self slow
They tell you hold on loose but never let go

Tunji
I still remember the first time I realized that life wasn’t picture perfect
My father packing up his things to leave his kids deserted
The rain reflecting off the windows as it hit the surface
I wonder if he thinks the sh-it was worth it
As I sit here and write another one
Puffin on another blunt
Zonin til’ my buzz is done
Proud to be my mother’s son
See, she taught me to always be calm and pensive
And live my life without ever regrettin mistakes and consequences
My strongest lessons as a young fella
You see I’ve done hella runnin through the rain with no umbrella
But no complainin it just forced us to become better
Wintertime – one sweater
Dinnertime – crumbs fed us
I sit and think about the wisdom that I’ve gained
Reminiscin as I listen to the rhythm of the rain
I’m driven and persistent with my vision and my aim
If I did it all again I would live this all the same

Kno
I’m storm chasin
And she’s an F-5 with a sex drive that’ll leave me tied to her bedside
Hurricane hips, stoppin all progression
Serotonin levels drop, tropical depression
She is my professor and I’ve been taught a lesson
That in the eye of the storm the pressures barometric
She knows I’m wary of her gameplan
But when she gambles she can count on me
I’m her Rain Man
Damn shame man, the fly stewardess
Mental turbulence, head off in the cumulus
Blamin the weather or whatever for her moodiness
My main star but I’m barely on her radar
And so my heart sinks – or the pain floats
I’m in a shitstorm, shoulda wore a raincoat (later on in the album he confirms that he did impregnate someone.)
The clouds break and I can tell its over
Cus she’s my sunshine but I’m catchin melanoma.

Seriously, you know this is probably better than anything J. Cole's released recently.

Stop hatin'.

And I'm guessing that guy is a Nigerian. I wouldn't know though, Serena's sister was called Yetunde. . .

And why does J. Cole says the word 'Ville' in every song?

Ok i must confess i did not listen to it but i read the lyrics you posted

they are nice . . . .

hax:

Kno
I’m storm chasin
And she’s an F-5 with a desire for intimacy that’ll leave me tied to her bedside
Hurricane hips, stoppin all progression
Serotonin levels drop, tropical depression
She is my professor and I’ve been taught a lesson
That in the eye of the storm the pressures barometric
She knows I’m wary of her gameplan
But when she gambles she can count on me
I’m her Rain Man
Damn shame man, the fly stewardess
Mental turbulence, head off in the cumulus
Blamin the weather or whatever for her moodiness
My main star but I’m barely on her radar
And so my heart sinks – or the pain floats
I’m in a shitstorm, shoulda wore a raincoat (later on in the album he confirms that he did impregnate someone.)
The clouds break and I can tell its over
Cus she’s my sunshine but I’m catchin melanoma.

this is thebomb.com as in it wowed me like ten times over

googles:

Ok i must confess i did not listen to it

u suck.
i don't love you anymore. you have no excuse unless your internet is really slow.

but i read the lyrics you posted

they are nice . . . .

this is thebomb.com as in it wowed me like ten times over

Yup yup yup.

Metaphors everywhere. . .

hax:

u suck.
i don't love you anymore. you have no excuse unless your internet is really slow.

haba. . . .yea my internet is messed up i would have i really would have

so u dont love me anymore

googles:

haba. . . .yea my internet is messed up i would have i really would have

alright. you're forgiven.

so u dont love me anymore 

aww. . . don't be so sad.
i didn't love you that much anyways.

[size=4pt]if chiogo catches me professing my love to you i'm dead.[/size]

hax:

alright. you're forgiven.
aww. . . don't be so sad.
i didn't love you that much anyways.

[size=4pt]if chiogo catches me professing my love to you i'm dead.[/size]

ok. . . lemme shift my googles to another angle den

Aaaalright.

Whatever that means. . .

And my 500th post is dedicated to you.

Dat means. . .i dont want to get you into trouble with chiogo

your 500th post huh. . . thanks

googles:

Dat means. . .i dont want to get you into trouble with chiogo

your 500th post huh. . . thanks

what she doesn't know won't kill her.

yes o. my 500th. how many people have THAT many posts?

hax:

what she doesn't know won't kill her.

yes o. my 500th. how many people have THAT many posts?

lol. . . .not so many pple

Are you trying to make fun of me or something?

fun of you ke ? many will kill to attain that height

I like it.

googles:



fun of you ke ? many will kill to attain that height 

yeah yeah yeah. now you're talking.

it's not easy o. to just have 500 posts like that. it takes time. . . and effort. . . and dedication and all that.

so how do you feel, about my landmark post being dedicated to you?

stillwater:

I like it.

good taste!

hax:

yeah yeah yeah. now you're talking.

it's not easy o. to just have 500 posts like that. it takes time. . . and effort. . . and dedication and all that.

so how do you feel, about my landmark post being dedicated to you?
good taste!

i feel honored my good man. . . .thank you

googles:



i feel honored my good man. . . .thank you

that's all you're going to say? you ingrate. don't make me re-dedicate my 500th post to someone else.

we'll chat again some other time aight? going to crash. nighty night.

lol. . kk

Whoever rapped the first verse sounded somewhat like Eminem

Good song and lyrics.