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These the lines that I wrote
With my throat (handcuffed) intertwined with the smoke
See the vibes hella green
Feel the CBD loopin through my body

Crank Me Up

Pastor Troy

By Any Means Necessary

2004

And when I see chuck
It's gone get tucked in his throat
And Murder She Wrote
But hell I can't read
Stab the ho
Kidnap the bitch seed
Now I'm on the loose
Now

because I divined it
I wrote all the space 'tween the lines
In my mind I see visions of unholy violence
You don't even gotta tell 'em
That the bitch came

Hello

My name is Jay Diener and I wrote this song for you
I hope you love it because I love you 


Cruising down the street on the boulevard
She

Daisy a Day [Bonus Track]

Jud Strunk

Super Hits of the '70s: Have a Nice Day, Vol. 11

1990

He remembers the first time he met ‘er
He remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he held her
And the night that she came

hard
And I'm good enough
Then I found out 
That I'm not hood enough?
Me? 
I need a G pass?
I was raised by dancers 
In a crack house
Never backed down

go on diet
Eat from ya plate you can tell that I like it 
You thought you was gone bag my chick 
Yea right (Huh)
Cash app or Venmo it's coming by three

I gave the bitch the pen
Murder what she wrote
Ay, I'm loyal to my dawgs living by the code
If you had the chance, I'm betting that you let 'em go

its all for you 
Vacay by the beach wrote a song for you
But goddamn you got me 

Wish I could be living like this everyday
Sometimes happiness is

Fuck a fuck boy
Trying a put me on to game
N***a
Did it by myself
Hip yourself to my name
Boy
Oh my
You don't understand my
Noise
Push back if you

(Who?)
Ha, grr, ha, grr (Who?)
I'm like, "I could get you knocked off" (Who?)
I know all the niggas on ball (Who?)

She wanna fuck with me, 'cause I'm

prayer for my haters
Keep em alive let em see me on the apex
Let em see your glory shine on ma face yes 
N that I got here only by your grace yes

for a soldier,
We all volunteered, and we wrote down our names,
cnd we added two years to our ages,
Eager for life and ahead of the game,
Ready for

by giant cryptographer
Hoarding stolen ingots
Storage banks
Your trust isn't it kind of col
No I haven't
You would think that I don't blame you
You're

Biting from the world that feeds you

I leave you this messy world all for yourself

I know this world was supposed to be for the two of us

But I guess

of my soul
Any old thing that lead me
To catch her eye
But that's all she wrote.
Left me for some fuck with a Porsche.
Every old time
I think I finally

got the shank he aiming for your throat
Lined you by a bitch that's murder she wrote
If that boy diss than I up it and flock
If I tell bro slide he come

the one that's steady reachin
Know I'm a child of God but sometimes I wish for a demon
I'm tryna make a bad bitch rip the runway when she see me
Hate that

I plucked flower petals
Thinking about the lashes
That fell from your eyelids

They were like
Sparklers to the wind
Your shadow grounded
All

the party i wank i might be a next victim murder she wrote
the weirdest fashion on my thug passion
all girls in a playboy mansion
who cares bout job rotation?

Time Is Money

South Park Mexican

Time Is Money

2000

'cause that's short for crooked
Stayin' high as Hell, and drunk as fuck
You ain't down with the Mex, you can sick my duck
I mean duck my sick, I mean suck

'em man I'm fly
Why you fussin' you ducking I got that russian wet yo' mind
Severed ties, all my life, ain't a thang to cut 'em off I

Tell 'em bye

up all night and Then it's raining and it's pouring
Shit like that comes around only when I'm imploring

That's why I'm putting off right now
I'll wait

I wanna own 2018, 2019, 2020
21, 22, 23, 24, 25 2026

I wanna own 2018 and 19
That's my dream wasn't made by the Chinese
I wrote the song on New