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by my self cause I'm lonely
Surrounded by so much fake love most the niggas be phony
Bae I got a cold heart so please just hold me closely
Im starting

on their dreams…

Their dreams of freedom
A dream of equal justice
Yes, that justice that has been raped
By the guns of government one day

We do have no

laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's

Dat bitch she fucking bad I think she the one
Im jugging 100 bands Im going for a run
My partner get u killed slime he da gun
Im flying different

are sour
I could listen to her talk for hours
Led blindly by a coward
Second place in her heart, and now we're

Jumping the gun, the chosen ones
I'm

And it weighs by the ton
And fire off rhymes like a fucking machine gun
I'm fuckin' this game like Olivia Munn

So go ahead and hate me
Cause I'm better

my bitch for it to 
Mask on, you won't even have a clue
When I pop out the backseat with that gun to ya face
You won't know what to do
Plus I'm a goofy

the guns
Dream a dream tonight
Open your mind and let’s see what comes
Here I come and here I sing
The song for all my enemies
Pushing me to the ground
But I

their gun songs, singing how they intend to kill
We'd better sleep with one eye open, how long before these threats become real?

Now matters continue

black and white
Get it? Black and white?? Skip it, lemme get back to writing 
And by back to writing I don't mean writing songs, I mean writing wrongs

Look bitch, I'm not feeling your shit
Every song that I'm on
I be killing the shit
Your flow wack, I throw packs
Still on the bricks
I'm dealing with

want you to party for me celebrate my life
Celebrate what I've done
Never wait on life, celebrate buss ya guns

I'm fucking mad dude
But why the fucking

You see, I just wanna sing your favorite songs
I just wanna be your number one
Ooh ah ooh
So, tell me if the moment ever comes
Maybe there’s a chord

Man you have a gun, you think you're hard and your boys too
Man without a gun you're just a pussy and your boys too

Wow wow wow wow wow
I can't see you

anybody ah
Never shot a gun before
When I love, I love hard
So don't you dare to break my heart
I was born to be free
Not to be chained by you

When you

you're scientists
I know you're dying to cut me open
Tap my mind like I'd comply
But they won't want what they find
When you give me the gun
In that

As a disclaimer, we'd like to say that we've grown as people and artists, and moved past the offensive and
Outdated views expressed by Lil' Turt in

I haven't made a rap song in a very very long time
So fuck a hook and listen honestly
I don't even really know what the fuck I'm gonna do in this

a gun
Like a racehorse that needs to run
Like a game show, we're out of time
And I wish that we could rewind

So every time you hear this song

Got some
Ya I got the closet tunes
I'm making tunes inside of my closet
I'm making S-O-N-G songs
I got some closet, I got some closet tunes

Ayy,

no nigga
You ain't gang or fam I need em gone
Tell da label black out every pic i don't care bout being known
Live like drez in every Song
Pockets

Me and Nick having a duel
This shit ain't cool
Come with a gun bitch it's gon' shoot
I got my horn, I'm gonna toot it
All by myself starting this

a deep dive
Guess I’m disappointed, but I’m not surprised
I wonder how insecure you must have been feeling like
Claiming to be by my side, but you acted

Cupid's Chokehold/Breakfast in America

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop, Vol. 12

2007

or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun

(Ba ba da da, ba ba da da)

Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much