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clap clap I don’t even want her you can have that yea he mad mad talkin shit get the gat gat Shout ta b ward give ‘em dap dap Can’t match that put
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A bit of mystery lies in history's eyes 'Cause in time the facts and the figures get twisted with lies The devil tried to kiss us goodnight But he
a key said find the lock You're on the clock we're counting down how many towns You need to pound a path through you shouldn't presume to Know us or need
Ain't it $trange by *CHAOZ* Now ain’t strange the way these nigga hate/am getting money in my lane while they contemplate / I spit that venom in
Skai with Rambo out in NY, pockets MegaMan I get new Guap, that shit don't stop Shout Celestin, he had me up in Wingstop 18, had to leave my mom, had
rocks Windmills turning into clocks Yeah we both agreed to talk Now I'm on a lonely walk Followed closely by my thoughts I love the rain Careful who you
already made I ain't going for one single I could get it 50 ways Shout to Cudi...cause this record I just made Triple double, thats my aim Not concerned
an appointment we'll be with you shortly Please feel free to indulge in our many refreshments Excuse me, can you do me a favor and push my 8:30 to 10 o'clock
special affair, the host came out with hysterics 8 o'clock it was time as we all sat in our chairs We were ready, we were nervous, but we were really ready
If I could say What I wanna say What I feel It´d take long cause it´s all twisted up This state of not knowing is breaking me apart Day by day Fight
my hysteria was born Twisted torn in the brain Traumatized by two planes When nine eleven came in oh one Shaking the whole place My first thought It
to drive by now I know we chillin the way you do Move through The retirement life boo boo Two shoes no two slippers As we shuffle up to dinner Myrtle's
stalking they look up to Diamond D You stalking bitches that'll fuck you over on the strength of me They supporters so don't never ever get it twisted G Now
me a menace Fuck on the Cubans we in love with tennis Pussy head got his neck twisted like a gymnast He gon be a mystery like an art by Jim Nutt
shots just a number you're irrelevant And fightin for beliefs makes em label you a terrorist A victim of the greed motivated by a dollar It's the land
ya gonna get messed up, And have a face on you like a broken clock, As I'm comin' you better get runnin', You better get gone or your gonna get dun
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