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Smile

You don't have to spend your days in clouds
Hiding from the sun
Take a look around and see
It's not that easy for anyone

Smile
You don't have to put that kind of stuff
On a friend like me
Or anybody else you see
So come on and smile

Rain comes falling down on everyone
Teardrops running from the sky
Too many nights are spent unspoken
Oh, dry your eyes

Smile
Cos you don't have to spend your days in clouds
Hiding from the sun
Take a look around and see
It's not that easy
Take a look around and smile

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Carry It On

There's a man by my side walking
There's a voice within me talking
There's a voice, within me saying
Carry on, carry it on
 
They will tell their empty stories
Send their dogs to bite our bodies
They will lock us up in prison
Carry on, carry it on
 
When you can't go on any longer
Take the hand, hand of your brother
Every victory brings another
Carry it on, carry it on
 
Carry on, carry it on
 

Ghostface Killers  

[Producer Tag: Young Thug]
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
 
[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
 
[Verse 1: Offset]
Yeah, put on the Patek, poppin' xannys, I'm an addict
Break the mattress with a baddie on the addy (smash)
Diamonds glassy, need some glasses for the flashing, yeah
Michael Jackson with this fashion, bitch I'm dabbin', yeah
All of this shit on purpose got these bitches slurpin'
All your pockets on hurting, nigga you can be my servant
Go to the lot and young nigga don't lease it, I purchase
After I cut off a thot I give her some money for service (here)
Wherever I go the whole gang on go, yeah (gang)
You cannot tame the ho because you want fame for sure (tame)
You think that you rich 'cause you got a hundred or more
I got an over overload, look like I just sold my soul
I, pour up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas (stripes)
I got a foreign mamacita and I been known to beat it (mama)
Niggas ain't goin' defeated, we get the guns immediate
Don't burn in the coupe, it's an Italy
These niggas is broke and it's pitiful
 
[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
 
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah big bombs (21)
Wonder Bread man, make your bitch lick crumbs (yeah)
Audemars Piguet flooded, got my wrist numb (bling)
Grab the hitstick, nigga tryna blitz some'
Dope boy, dope boy, I sell coke boy (21)
You broke ass rappers food, it's a po boy (21)
Everybody the same, all these niggas sound alike (dick riders)
Fox 5 gang, turn you to a candlelight
Bitch boy I'm a mobster, shrimp in my pasta
Jamaican Don Dada, hang 'round the shottas
Mad Max nigga, yeah I hang with the killers (21)
Planet of the Apes, yeah I hang around gorillas (on god)
I got AK, SK, HK, broad day (21)
You a fuckboy, we ain't with the horseplay (bitch)
Shrimp ass nigga, did you do your chores today? (21)
Do you wanna take a ride with the coroner today? (21)
 
[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
 
[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Drop from the heavens straight in the wild (yeah)
Trunk in the front, top gotta slide
Ride suicides, we keep this shit alive (yeah)
Jumping out the public houses, don't you come outside
(Straight up)
Private status, tryna land the jet at Magic (how you goin')
Goin' way up, on my way to cut through traffic (what you poppin')
Pop the seal and pop the bean, I need the balance (pop it, pop it)
Bloody ass is what I'm seeing, it's way too graphic
Watch your fingers 'cause the cactus dangerous (yeah)
Broke, you ain't us, we don't speak that language
On the couches
Tom Cruise, I'ma make her see, she snort a mountain
Rackades on the outfit will make her bounce it
Good drank my life, yeah, CPR my pipe, yeah
Please need the energy, only got a night, yeah (it's lit)
Nike boys, we don't do three stripes (yeah)
I'm living for my niggas that do life, yeah
 
[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
 

Lullaby of Woe

Wolves asleep amidst the trees
Bats all a swaying in the breeze
But one soul lies anxious wide awake
Fearing all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths
 
For your dolly Polly sleep has flown
Don't dare let her tremble alone
For the witcher, heartless, cold
Paid in coin of gold
 
He comes he'll go leave naught behind
But heartache and woe
Deep, deep woe
 
Birds are silent for the night
Cows turned in as daylight dies
But one soul lies anxious wide awake
Fearing all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths
 
My dear dolly Polly shut your eyes
Lie still, lie silent, utter no cries
As the witcher, brave and bold
Paid in coin of gold
 
He'll chop and slice you
Cut and dice you
Eat you up whole
Eat you whole
 

The Stuff Dreams Are Made Of

You’re the one I dreamed about
Since I knew what love was all about
I even knew just how your lips would feel
What took you a thousand times
Right here in these arms of mine
But, boy, I never knew that you were real
 
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now I know what you're all about
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now that I found you
I’m gonna make you mine
 
Now I know what this life seems
Just like a life in a movie scenes
But that’s where every word that’s in it is real
So put your name up on my door
And I wont ask for anymore
All I want for lifetime if loving you
 
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now what where all about
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now that I found you
I’m gonna make you mine
 
I’m gonna make you mine
I’m gonna make you mine
I’m gonna make you mine
Yeah, yeah, I’m gonna make you mine
 
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, ha ,baby
You’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now what where all about
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now that I found you
I’m gonna make you mine
 
I’m gonna take you
Now that I found you
I’m gonna make you mine
 
Ooh, baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now what where all about
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now that I found you
I’m gonna make you mine
 
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now what where all about
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now that I found you
I’m gonna make you mine
 
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now what where all about
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of
Now that I found you
I’m gonna make you mine
 
Baby, you’re the stuff dreams are made of...