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The Bulgarian Agrarian National Union also translated to English as Bulgarian Agrarian People's Union (Bulgarian: Български земеделски народен съюз, Bŭlgarski Zemedelski Naroden Sayuz; BZNS) is a political party devoted to representing the causes of the Bulgarian peasantry. It was an agrarian movement and was most powerful between 1900 and 1923. Unlike the socialist movements of the early 20th century, it was devoted to questions concerning agriculture and farmers, rather than industry and factory workers. The BZNS, one of the first and most powerful of the agrarian parties in Eastern Europe, dominated Bulgarian politics during the beginning of the 20th century. It is also the only agrarian party in Europe that ever came to power with a majority government, r… more »

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Mr. Pessimistic, lessons missing
On the road to less submission
Not just fishing, nigga, caught you glitching
I'm just tripping with these mystics
Need a sip that's divine... A whip that's all mine
Keep it locked on my mind... But don't get trapped, what a crime
Then what's time? But a paradigm of a climb
Need Pacifico with a lime
And then I might just be fine
Bars with cumin, keep it fuming... that's just human
With this hubris that we spewing
Stewing more than brutal music
A rapture of woes... Call me Jack
Wary of foes... that might jack
Can't capture these hoes
That's a fact, now send me back to the past
Always give more than I'm asked
I guess I axed up my back, but never prone to relax
Please don't be panicked to act... There's no more damage than that
Pain packing armor... Cackling through the problems
Who's your mama? Always starting drama
Guess f*ck the karma... Where's your dharmas?
Sorry, had to sip my Arnold... Treat that gulp just like a comma
Limping since the seventh grade...Never thought an injury would give me swag
But the pure image of that, helps me get to the bag
Steady, humble, with brags
Staying locked in the past will cost an arm and a leg
Eyes on these crows... Keep in mind what you sow
Swivel round to my soul... Heavy lined with a mold
My alignment is so... Go with the flow Heavy smoke to the throat
Web of lies just to cope... If heaven lies on this rope...
Back from the dead mindset right
Don't get left in the dark A couple of divine signs
My life, it ain't a shard You might be insured now
But it might be in the ground in a while
Ain't no referee calling fouls Pump shot, chest pop
Leave a nigga honeycombed Running through his home
To the end zone Like O.J., okay
But extra pulpy, ole, To all this bullshit they say
My only church is crispy They want the tools to the tray
They shoot, they shop, I don't lay up Please do not tell me
Where these niggas stay up Cause if they cross a line
Then there might be a family sprayed up, straight up
And I ain't claiming I'm the greatest But to those who are the greatest
Tell me who the f*ck you greater than, nah Oh, is you a teacher or something?
Last time I checked There was no substitute for rhythm and flow
Ingenuity, this shit It wasn't new to me
Pop pop raised me well I had a dad, so bring the jealousy
Hit him with a left Hit him with a right
Hooked in a verse stars that light
Crooks in the verse soft at night
Somebody can't leave with they life
Hit him with a left Hit him with a right
Hooked in a verse stars that light
Crooks in the verse, soft at night
Somebody can't leave with they life

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