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PART I: TEENAGE BÖY. 💥
MAYBE THAT BOY JUST WANTED
A TASTE OF THE SUN. (&.) 600-36!


🚸 WOEFUL SOULㅤ:ㅤWe pass a cigarette back and forth on the balcony of the bar, there is neon lamp and the night drum. I make sure that it's casual, a passing remark. (&.) I pray that someone will feel free as you and me. With shoes stracthed and giggles, we meander the urban throughfares.
They ask, “What was he like? Was he kind? Would he have stayed if you had asked?"


ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ🚧 HÖLD THEM BÆCK.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ #Never trust 'em—1999.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤSIGNED OUTㅤ:ㅤKICK IT.


NIGHT FÄLL!¡ 🌐 ROLL—CALL.
(&.) This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: PART TWO. Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn't answer the question it asks. For Kendrick's immediate purposes, he's the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust us? (Xx.ㅤ♨️ㅤHEAVY LIFE).
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This could be binbunch and andton if we care.