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Aye!
Ayo-e
(Let them motherfuckers know who we is)
(Give 'em some shit to chew on!)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
(Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-gang)
Ayo, $KUNK SCHWANG ($KUNK SCHWANG)

Oh glorious day
Godspeed, got speed
Focusing on things to be me
U m r double a n, S y e d
In Sha Allah, best you'll ever see
It was through calamity

my career, then we gon’see
I hope the albums you're gonna work on
Gon’ sell a ton
But all your productions gon’ flop
I took that personally, felt like

audycji "WuDoo"
W Radiu Szczecin
By porapować trochę przez telefon piękne
Czasy – wspomina raper

Jego artystyczny rozwój przebiegał
Bardzo harmonijnie

to bass no lie
Nobody dey my level chaley I swear no size
All the mpanifuor wey dem hear me
They co-sign
E be Accra wey dem born me, by the coastline
Odo

wit dat fake shit
Ambitious young nigga so ruthless (so ruthless)
My crack at bat louder than Ruth (shit)
Hope the e-clips don't mess up ya views bitch

cahoots for the loot, 
Never recognizing any masters,  imposters and fraudsters, 
Yes, I am the late comer, but just appreciate the fucking album, 
Your

Church CD
It's GUWF, Architects of sound
We blend Al Farabi & Mozart, profound
Super cool daddy your kids won't scare
Like Albert E equals MC squared
5-0

broke up what was he to do
He decided he would take the solo route
It's 1992 the year the chronic came out
Then it followed by something we all know

Up up and away it goes girl
You already know by now
I'm sorry I wasn't your sun girl
But sweetheart you're still my world

I'm just waiting for

Look I said im finally free
The devil tried to shackle the mind
Now im back on the grind rapping
So I'm actually fine i said I
Put a album in

Came up from up from a E pill
Stack or starve in the streets
My new Mac I call it Apple
Every year that shit release
They say JD what you doing
In

at Knight
So if you round tables I authored then my penning I might
Pull my weapon out an rock-a-by baby my baby was right
Life's a bitch who needs some dick

Palumbo, Road House & the album got you by the throat
Over the ropes, choke, no hope
Just toke like a chief does
I been dealing with these childish angry

prison arrival
Ya new African American idol
Is me Eli O N E I roll in peace
By myself I rise my wealth
Since I'm alone
I don't have ta divide my wealth
I

a coffin
Leave em 6 feet under darkness
Running on E is so often
Take his shit and Leave a salty
Um
Wait
Hello
Bitch did you hear me
No I did not
I'm serving

this
Long before Easy-E, this MC, he was ruthless
Kickin' rhyme, spittin' 'rhyme, freestyle, I do's this 
Who's this? You don't know me, homie, I'm

too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine

it)
And you know that choppa hold 50
Patek watch, cost me 350 (50)
Play my album and you know it's litty
Tryna (tryna), get it (get it), out the (out

at Knight
So if you round tables I authored then my penning I might
Pull my weapon out an rock-a-by baby my baby was right
Life's a bitch who needs some dick

아무도 나를 몰라도
머리위에 걸친 왕관이 보여 나는
I'll gonna make my kingdom
and sell my fuckin album
Teach it how to sing like me
모두가 내 노래를 따라불러
아마 난 됐어 내가 원하던 연예인이
TV를

belongings forgotten

Where I've gotten is not by accident
Faltering faith but its never ment
Influence in this life got us all tryna vent
No matter my faith

I ain't never wanted that damn raging contradiction
So I killed him off this album this mixtape is all or nothing
Hated by who loved him to some

cover like ten men
We're steady mobbin'
You're covered by children
You Kidz Boppin'
Your album ain't droppin'
Need a phone to cop it 
Cost $9.95
TWO easy