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are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
on 

Ain’t from a gang but i bang with my bros

Call me a crook but i live by a code

If i do dirt do that shit on my own 

And if i get caught gotta walk it
on the run
I live my life by the setting sun, got one more smoke and a broken lung
Just got a deal and I'm feeling great, here's the E-I-G-H-T 0h-eight.

I
a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Caught a hot one, sprayin' you bitches 'til there is none
I'm like a Rolling Stone, homie, I got you under my thumb
(hello)
Cause I live in country (the O)
They warn see me facing time like bugzybut freedoms a musty
Do it all for the souls put it all on the line for
One side of the street, is Malone's Funeral Home and the
Other side's a library, try very hard to picture this shit
Walk through where I live
throw back a perc to calm my tensions, we pipe it up in the city
I got your hoe in my DM, I got your hoe at my mansion
The plug, he live in my mansion
a fuckin´ minute to think about what you've done , when you stood against the gangsta who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one , sprayin´ you bitches till
a furnace aye
I stay to myself
I stay on my grind
23/8 I cannot waste no time
Live and you learn
Or live and you die
My soul resurrected about 7 times
Look
that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up
Pull up pull up in eight
Pt boys we live by faith
There ain't no hate
We are on some hotties
My niggas don't bate
We wake and bake

Mesh3 ntomago
you wrong, when you got fame, but I maintain 
6. Focus on God, is the only way, I could be save
7. but somedays I really cried cause it hurts so much
8
PT
Business attire like a motherfucking white guy
Shorty is my type
Make her go night night
Bagging the bitches from the rags to riches, I'm not
funds, yeah yeah
Aye, look
She fell in love with the Melanin'
She diggin' my vibe, I'm tryna get by, cause I know her body is Heaven sent
I know her body
only live once what the fuck does it matter
Still we gone die
You better give a try
Chase your dreams boy the limit is the sky
1/8 In a wood nigga get
core of KB8
I am k b to infinity
Which means I'm going to reveal your destiny
I'm going to show you how to live more peacefully
If you can summon all
I was told by all my teachers I have instability. I move alone and in silence because I live in this city
I'm pretty antisocial, not much life in my

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