Not Like Gregor

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) You are better at golf ya better boast. Just like folks knowledge to make bread toast. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) 44 is the new 23. Love ya brother forever. Forever more. Until I'm unable to. Happy 44 My bro is getting older Houston aint getting colder. Happy birthday Miho (Forty Four) Halfway to sanity. 88 Miles Per Hour To the past, to the future, to now.

[Verse] Hazy nights, neon glow, whiskey's my cologne, Dartin' through these streets where the devil makes his home. Pocket filled with dreams, empty wallet, gold tone. Chasin' after glory but I'm walkin' all alone. [Chorus] Feelin' like a cowboy, truth be my saddle, Life’s a wild beast, every day’s a battle. Silver chain swingin', heartbeat packs metal, Ride into the storm, let these shadows settle. [Verse 2] Spilled thoughts pour like liquor on the tile, Tongue sharp wit, razor blade smile. Sunset drips, bleedin' out for a while, But I'm still here, fueled by heartbreak style. [Bridge] Mirror cracked, reflect the chaos in my blood, Flooded veins pump lightning, born of mud. Turn pain to platinum, turn ash into buds, I’m the phoenix climbin' back from the flood. [Chorus] Feelin' like a cowboy, truth be my saddle, Life’s a wild beast, every day’s a battle. Silver chain swingin', heartbeat packs metal, Ride into the storm, let these shadows settle. [Verse 3] Echoes of a past life haunt my step's tread, Had to bury hopes deep, skeletons in my head. Every scar on my soul, words I never said, Yet the path I walk glows where the fearless bled.

Woke up this morning, new day to start, A world full of dreams, it's time to play our part. Books in our hands and hearts full of fire, We’ve got the power to reach higher and higher! Every lesson we learn is a step on the way, Taking it one day at a time, we’ll be okay. Through the struggles and the grind, we will shine, Together, we’ll climb, one moment at a time. Rise and shine, the world’s yours to find, Every challenge, every test, we’ll leave it behind. With hope in our hearts, and dreams in our eyes, We’ll keep on going, we’ll reach for the skies! Rise and shine, the future’s so bright, Step into the day, and make it your light! A little bit of patience, a lot of heart, We’ve got the courage to finish what we start. There’s magic in learning, there’s power in dreams, Together we’ll make this journey gleam. Every challenge we face, we will rise above, With kindness, and strength, and endless love. Through every test, we’ll keep on pushing through, The world is waiting, and it’s calling you. Rise and shine, the world’s yours to find, Every challenge, every test, we’ll leave it behind. With hope in our hearts, and dreams in our eyes, We’ll keep on going, we’ll reach for the skies! Rise and shine, the future’s so bright, Step into the day, and make it your light! It’s not about the race, it’s about the ride, We’ll walk it together, side by side. There’s no mountain too high, no dream too far, With every step, you’re a shining star. Rise and shine, the world’s yours to find, Every challenge, every test, we’ll leave it behind. With hope in our hearts, and dreams in our eyes, We’ll keep on going, we’ll reach for the skies! Rise and shine, the future’s so bright, Step into the day, and make it your light! Rise and shine, oh, rise and shine, The world’s yours, it’s your time. Rise and shine, together we’ll climb, With hearts full of hope, we’ll always shine.

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) You are better at golf ya better boast. Just like folks knowledge to make bread toast. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) 44 is the new 23. Love ya brother forever. Forever more. Until i'm unable to.. stand when I pee. Happy 44 My bro is getting older Houston aint getting colder. Happy birthday Miho (Forty Four) Halfway to sanity. 88 Miles Per Hour To the past, to the future, to now.

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) You are better at golf ya better boast. Just like folks knowledge to make bread toast. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) 44 is the new 23. Love ya brother forever. Forever more. Until i'm unable to.. stand when I pee. Happy 44 My bro is getting older Houston aint getting colder. Happy birthday Miho (Forty Four) Halfway to sanity. 88 Miles Per Hour To the past, to the future, to now.

Dear coco I'm sorry that boy is your father, let me be honest It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive I look at him and wish his dad woulda wore a condom I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then bark behind him Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown And you're a good dog that need good leadership Let HTR music be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit Never put lotion on your dick son Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, so Never fall in the kfc business, that's bad religion Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you're a Black dog Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what lotion did Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law Don't be ashamed 'bout who you wit', that's how he treat your moms Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure Five percent will comprehend, but ninety-five is lost Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you eighteen Dear Alison Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them He beats his meat with vaseline and then pisses all over his bed You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded Dear Alison, you gave birth to a masterbaitor Even usin' you to prove who he is is a huge favor I think you should ask for more vaseline and more vaseline I'm blamin' you for all his watermelon addictions Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim You raised a horrible fuckin' person, the nerve of you, alison alison, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen Mm-mm, your son's a sick man with orange tsunimai , I think meat beaters like him should die Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest their life Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better He got vaseline on ho-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's meat beaters like him lurkin' Fuck a goon battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose I been in this industry twelve years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas Mr beast said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines The Embassy 'bout to get raided too, it's only a matter of time Ayy, LeBron, ke

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) You are better at golf ya better boast. Just like folks knowledge to make bread toast. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) 44 is the new 24. Love ya brother forever. Forever more. Until i'm unable to.. stand when I pee. Happy 44 My bro is getting older Houston aint getting colder. Happy birthday Miho

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Ching chang dung your lyrics are dumb ding pow oh wow indian pow wow mucho mierda. thumb, thumb,bung shing chow ping dung. Ping bang dow Ching chang ping dow poopy wow wobbly doo. dung throw. The best time for da rivery is now (Ching chang dung sumting Wong bing dang owe We too low Holy Fuk, We To Lo) Ching chang chung and who flung poo Bing bang bow ting tang and a dirty shoe King cream thong lyrics in the song Filipino asians song hip hop a big dong Ching chang dung your lyrics are dumb ding pow oh wow indian pow wow mucho mierda. thumb, thumb,bung shing chow ping dung. Ping bang dow Ching chang ping dow poopy wow wobbly doo. dung throw. Wow ow lunch special on now! We dry are car to derivery terribry we try Got your order and we know you round eye Round eye so funny we said Vietnamese Charlie trees slope head Agent orange is totally safe they said. (Mike D On Scene) (Got dark for a minute so back to the food!) Ching chang dung your lyrics are dumb Ching, dung,bung shing chow ping pow Ching. chang dung earholes be numb Chickenhead peckin on the floor so dumb. (no that's just a bread crumb) Take you to school and back to class Smells a bit weird when blacks twerk ass (shay butter) Smooth like shay butter, slick when I glide, Drippin’ that glow, got the shine worldwide We got a plate of food we all trying to eat Twerkin while eating should be obsolete. (Ching chang dung sumting Wong bing dang owe We too low Holy Fuk, We To Lo) (fade out) Smooth like shay butter, slick when I glide, Drippin’ that glow, got the shine worldwide Smooth like shay butter, slick when I glide, Drippin’ that glow, got the shine worldwide Chinese food don't be rude. Awakened by the taste and the smell. If you don't like it you can go to..

[Verse 1] Brick walls closing, city breathe venom, Cabs honk melodies, night turn denim. Streetlights flicker, hope tightrope spinning, Concrete jungle, raw game ain't winning. [Chorus] Steel heartbeats, rhythm of the underpass, Dreams get taxed, shatter quick like shattered glass. Echo off the alleys where the lost souls amass, Spit fire in the shadows, future stuck in the past. [Verse 2] Graffiti scriptures, prophets in the spray, Voices in the sirens screaming, stay out the fray. Rooftop poets, words sharper than a blade, In the land of the hustlaz, legends get made. [Bridge] Subway sermons, survival in the grime, Clock hands deadly, punctuated in time. Chasing gold mirages while the city chime, Will I conquer the struggle or just live by the crime? [Verse 3] Crumpled bills crush dreams in a paper roll, Smoke stacks whisper secrets to a burning soul. Rat race marathon, the victor pay the toll, Life here ain’t fo’ sale but it’s heavily patrolled. [Chorus] Steel heartbeats, rhythm of the underpass, Dreams get taxed, shatter quick like shattered glass. Echo off the alleys where the lost souls amass, Spit fire in the shadows, future stuck in the past.

[Verse 1] Clock in, 10 PM, gotta run the store Night shift grind, seen it all before Lights hum low, but my game stay bright In the aisles, stocking dreams under neon light Pushing carts through the frozen section Deli crew wild, no time for correction Breakroom smells like burnt coffee and stress Payroll tight, but I still do my best [Chorus] Night shift hustle, stacking that bread Barcode life, got the scanner on red Clock don’t stop, so we do what we do Big Y livin’, gotta see the night through [Verse 2] Late-night lurkers, coupons in hand Granny with the cents-off, she don’t understand Teenagers wildin’, tryna boost some beer But I seen that move like a cashier seer Frozen truck’s late, gotta break down the load Stockroom packed like a Tetris code Overnight crew got jokes for days Talk smack, stack shelves, then part our ways [Chorus] Night shift hustle, stacking that bread Barcode life, got the scanner on red Clock don’t stop, so we do what we do Big Y livin’, gotta see the night through [Bridge] Price check drama on aisle three Milk spill mess, man, that’s all on me Manager mode, gotta hold it down When the sun comes up, I’m ghost in this town [Verse 3] Boss calls in, says "keep it tight" Gotta watch the cameras, keep it light Dreamin’ of a day shift, 9 to 5 But the night grind’s mine, and I keep it live [Chorus - Repeat & Fade Out] Night shift hustle, stacking that bread Barcode life, got the scanner on red Clock don’t stop, so we do what we do Big Y livin’, gotta see the night through

[Verse] Beats in my brain, sharp as a barber blade, Echoes in the alleys where the hustlers get paid. Sweat on the pavement, dreams in the jet stream, Chasing neon nights, city flickers like a meme. [Chorus] Bounce with the rhythm, let the speakers explode, Turn a cracked sidewalk into a gold-paved road. Drums on the heart, basslines in the soul, Spit fire in the dark, watch the story unfold. [Verse 2] Verses hit heavy, like thunder with no storm, Heat in the cipher, every word born deformed. Foreman gloves grip tight, swinging words raw, Every bar hits harder, no space for the flaw. [Bridge] Life's a corner store, aisles stacked with stories, From Ramen noodles to puffed-up glories. Pick a bag of metaphors, cash in on dreams, Rip the seams, let it spill light on the schemes. [Verse 3] Flipping out phonemes, Olympics of syntax, Running laps with my shadow on the train tracks. Graffiti nights whisper secrets to steel beasts, While I plot bars over beats, gourmet feasts. [Chorus] Bounce with the rhythm, let the speakers explode, Turn a cracked sidewalk into a gold-paved road. Drums on the heart, basslines in the soul, Spit fire in the dark, watch the story unfold.