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I'll hold my head up high & sing E-advance Australia fair

Australia is my everything where country stretches wide
With golden sun on everyone, where

doing to me
Look what they doing to your son
In broad day in the sun
Why did I have to be the one
Yea this strictly for sinners
This for them kids who

ain't my son
I don't want no commitment bitch, I'm just having fun
If you think I'm staying, ha, I ain't the one
After I hit it, uh, we're fucking done
Uh

jiggy with your albums
Career heliocentric, everything revolve around son
I remember coming up, older niggas use make jokes and doubt em
Take a look

carry your eye focus ontop all or my business
If I go crash by the way
But Man never tire, always on fire
Man never stop, no retreat, no Surrender
Steady

life he about to rock
Master selector, studio Don
My Stacey Adams need a shoe shine son
I got mo' miles than a frequent flyer
Just like Sly I'mma take

plaza
I'm donating shit, just like it plasma
Glock on my waist, i'd steal yo son
Drippy lil bitch, i drip like capri-sun
Niggas mad and they wish they

comparing me

Distant lovers, never been my thing, we meeting in the covers
Been discovered, everything they thought was hid is in the sun
A nigga like me,

several times around the sun
We meet again in the morning for judgment day
Where you will weigh my collected treasures did they bring you pleasure
What have

Well it feels like I'm walking my green mile
But I'm smiling all the way in the meanwhile
Still labeled with an illegible psychological profile

my flow
God
Indivisible son
An original one

My lyrics
Warm and crispy
Like Japanese cakes
My foes are
Cold and crusty
Lyrical hype fakes
Taste is my

of mine
They've known cold and they've known fire
Written inspired on the page
Held my son and both my daughters
When into this world they came
They've

with that son (Come on man)
Me and my friends saving the day 
We a team of heroes (Cool Kids)
Nothing gets in our way (Yuh)
Friendship is our greatest

and exendo
Droppin' yo niggas like one by one
Free all my brother that's stuck in that can
Swear they'll be home if I had they bond
Nigga ion' look like you,

Phazeseven Shovo X, straight with the bars
Art of War how we do it like Sun Tzu
So get back or we might have to son you
Yeah, we outchea, just to let you know

Sitting on my rooftop
I shine bright
I spy i spy into the night
Enemies hiding in plain sight
Sniping I'm ready to strike
Another challenger
Coming

I've been running through it in my mind, it takes some time
Son, there are breakers here who will break your heart
Uncanny architecture will do its part

treating me wrong
But bumping my songs
Raping out they lungs
Gave my last to these niggas and got played by some bums
Last little nigga got hit with this

I take my place with these freaks and geeks
Who's only line is that "it just ain't fair"
I'm surely lost, if I ain't home
On lonely street
The sun, it

strong one o strong one strong one
Koma sare kiri tori temi mio ranwo o
Baba always tell me my son make you no run o

Very bad things I've been through o

Tribulation upon tribulation. Guided by the serpent beneath my feet and the
Black head of Gnosis. To the burial place of our Father whom we doth name Azael,

just Praise

I was wondering been dark but I see the sun again
Talking to the Father He said look up to the Son again
Blinded by the light I'm in wonder

silence and motion, too?
Rather be in the House of Sun, to gun what emotions do
By the time of a son, I'm probably running a coast or two (Aye)
Yes, I'm

don't do motswako but my take is fire though
I'm inspired by the great
Word to Dramaboi
Word to Dramaboi
Chesa
Ya'll need to fucking relax
Why your fucken