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cool I think he thinks that thing too
I'm not idolizing him
I'm just preaching about him, my approval of him, it ain't new
It makes me sad how many
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
paddy wagons
So no remorse, I'm about the fetti
Had a few horses come by the telly
Eating each other, they get some credit
Got commas on commas, I
joy!..
Wind me up I just want to play with you, your my sex toy
I don't think you know what you do to me, ya turn me on!..
Do those freaky things that you
You gon' kill a man
There's ways to go about it
See I never kill a man, and I do it vainly
I won't ever let a mutha
Fucka know I'm angry
Cuz when I get
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
a massive... well, average dick
But now she see a shaft that's inadequate and probably think I'm capping it
Even when she jacking it, he's static and this shit
Simmons taking a three
And I think that we'd agree
If I could make a love song
You say yes when I'm taking that knee
I can't seem to live in my own reality
at the gates so you could sneak me in?
Well it sure was funny but it still caught in my throat
And when I think about it now, it still makes me choke
And I
that
And we can talk about it when you get back
But I decided to name him Caleb, I know you don't like that
But if you keep on saying it, I think it'll
When I hear a bigoted, racist
Man with power and influence speak with
Anger and ill-will about immigrants
I think "what a fool"
I am so proud to be
I don't wanna see you frown, like them kids watch a clown
I wanna bring you joy and be
(I wanna be the reason you smile)
Baby, you know my style,
The Dream World
When I fall into the dream world
You think it's easy to come back into the real world
When you fall in love
You think it's easy to find
it rhyme to make you think about it
And I don't know what it's all about
But I just wanna make it rhyme to make you think about it
And I don't know
again.
Bruce: I don't see where you get steamed, I mean, if the truss was gonna...
Nicko: Why I got steamed up Bruce is because he fucked me right up.
it out
Show you what the K-I-Double D is all about
Keep it real, spit it out
Kings and queens bend the knee, get out
Keep it real, spit it out
Show you
it's best to lie
Sitting waiting for the day that my soul will die
Can never get a break even though I'm told to try
Frightened by the thought that'll
Feelin' like a magazine, sendin' cash gets tricky
I'm bags not blicky, no smalls in the pack
When they froze the bank account, I thought I would fall back
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
hold me down
Trying to find the light in the shadows
Standing knee deep in the shallow
Trying to win the war not the battle
When I think about it
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
was raging to compensate
Desperation just grew
And plus you honestly looked happy
Not in me to interfere
I think that was the hardest part, when I just
like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
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