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Rush Different Strings

do I feel this way? Tell me... Yesterday was a different story, High and mighty, Feeling glory. Shut down time square, Know that you saw me. Felt enormus, like twenty stories. [Chorus] Today of all days, You try to rush

Did it go out of style? Along with our naivete', No longer a child. Different eyes see different things, Different hearts beat on different strings. But

Days got the Tecca Nina goin crazy [Verse 1:] Hear this I'm back from Necropolis, N9ne hip-hop stylist, Fear this distraught counterfeit rap clowns get rushed

man. Fuckin' crack smoking all night. Cookin' it up, sellin' C4, weapons, blowguns, every mother-fuckin' thing - what a fuckin' rush. We were cookin'

' place man. Fuckin' crack smoking all night. Cookin' it up, sellin' C4, weapons, blowguns, every mother-fuckin' thing - what a fuckin' rush. We were

do I feel this way? Tell me... Yesterday was a different story, High and mighty, Feeling glory. Shut down time square, Know that you saw me. Felt enormus, like twenty stories. [Chorus] Today of all days, You try to rush

man. Fuckin' crack smoking all night. Cookin' it up, sellin' C4, weapons, blowguns, every mother-fuckin' thing - what a fuckin' rush. We were cookin'