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Lie! I live like Money Mitch
Wrong sides! get ya homie flipped
Screaming “no Kent”
Gotta froze wrist
It’s GLD Gang
Catch the motions
Can't ride my wave

since the sand
I got trust issues since that shit that Quan pulled
Chip on shoulder so playing with a nigga like me, would be the wrong move
Why it seem

tough, make me mad by the
Tap dance
I'm a boss in this bitch and they know it And I'm a rich young nigga on shore
Give me the G to the fed on the floor

Chappel
Macaroni time with Chief Keef
Playing m.g yeah no cheat sheet
Eating my dinner its cold
Play Ed Sheeran? Then I gotta go
Never let them know your

Back chillin with the boys
And We're cheerin
Ima get drunk again like Ed sheeran
Start spitting fire yeno that shits searing
When I'm in the pit I'm

or bruises 
Don't look like Ed Sheeran
Don't take the bait
Can't compare through my looks 
Or the sound of my music 
I ain't "Mr. Fuck Up"
On any them bags 

me be minor
Like track ten of Ed Sheeran's X, I'm still the man
With the plan to breathe flames at the pregame
Like I threw up Fireball, after nine

It was just a Sunday morning drive
Ed Sheeran started playing on the radio
c team I heard a thousand times
So I reached my hand out to change

look like Ed Sheeran
I can tell yo mom a Karen
You ain't gon blow, thought it was apparent
I put a hole in your parents
You is a lame look at your

Don't [Rick Ross Remix]

Rick Ross

Skyrock

2015

your boy's career, still no arrest yet
Snow white yacht in my red Yeezys
Ed Sheeran got the city streets tweakin'
On a back block you may catch

fucking dizzy
There ain't no originality and man it's a pity
Play my shit, I be giving you bars and attitude
Play your shit, all I hear is a coward trying

Niggas is dummies, I can't be polite
Stuck in the office, he bitter like Dwight
Keyboard Stephen, he shoot through a type
Said a few words then she turned

At Margaret Thatcher's fatal stroke
The time sponsored by Vulture Authority will be
Antifascist Partytime
State & media sponsored corporate violence

to nothin' when I'm in your eyes, electrified
We'll keep turnin' up and go all night
Oh, we had dips and falls in our time
But we know what it feels to be

and the intention
Boy but have you got the miles
Show me you've got the ammunition
That you're good for a while, for a while, for a while

Charge it up cause ba-by

P's weren't easy (easy)
I'm with Sheeran now, it's cheeky (mad)
Feds can't believe I'm on TV
They're having flashbacks of CCTV
Tough luck (ooh), he

Erick Sermon

Erick Sermon

No Pressure

1993

with the funk type shit
This is it, so get with the skit motherfucker

	Who am I E.D. the Green Eyed Bandit
	Who am I E.D. the Green Eyed Bandit

It was a pain
In my arse
To get them back
I had to reupload
Them all
Not separately

So come on Anchor, let's be friends again
I've put my albums

Mission from Harry

Iron Maiden

2 Minutes to Midnight

1990

it ain't gonna 'appen 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

system with a pipe on it
Got a digital scale, critical well
Niggas watching for the Bread team
Morning steak with the baked beans
9-milli holding 18
Ed

of my fingers are drawn to the light
I'm made for it, I'm made for this
Daylight calls, midnight's gone
So far, so far, so far
I can't even touch

Let y'all niggas know what it is
We all the way live
Shout out to my bitches that do the postal, yeah

I get Céline for my bitch that do

or Gaslamp Killer
Nor sung by Ed Sheeran, Post
Malone, or Arctic Monkeys, or Kanye West
Because coonery sounds like a choice to me

The Revolution will not

Krazy

Makaveli

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory [Clean]

1996

the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do? 
You know how we do it

Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got