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by your side in the passenger seat
A mystic mother
A cryptic brother
Ice in my heart that you melt when you touch me
Heavenly matrimony
Destiny to be

flashbacks of my brother came from a new route
That pain is indescribable
Imagine half of your head gray by the afternoon
You'll use more lines than Roman

know that im fit for the role
Did enough temp work got full time goals
Did enough ho shit, prolly fucked my soul
You know a place by you prolly make me

Sheeeeeee
Herh
I go by the name Ohemaa Dadao
Wati asi3
Highlife
Waywa
Wei y3 yedie mu yedie mu
Wenfa rap no nwono

Car nu a woap3apaapaa  a
Ebebasu

You probably wondering
Mbona na rap like this
This air contaminated
I just can't breathe
Sidai validation, views na interviews
May be a little bit,

$1000 dinner for two
Smoking during the interview
The backyard of the crib got a heated swimming pool
Yea, yea
I made a plan
Saw it all through my pineal

rush hour
Wish I had magic or teleporting power
Late for this interview, my fear getting louder
My chances of getting this job are gonna suffer
Ghanaian

views on interviews
One day yea
One day yea

Im tired of 5 percent
I want to close the curtains
Im always out the mix
I done ran out of service
I break

Watching all these interviews,
Jotting the keys to get views,
To the point I should be sued,
Just a Maltese in the zoo,
Little shit head shouldve

[Verse 1]

Another interview, here we go again
She started off with saying "Yo Yo my man"
All she see is a rapper or a shooter
Bling Bling is all

to grade it
Damn I feel like I'm the greatest
Mother fuckers better start making payments
I don't give a fuck about being famous
You don't get it by now then

I need more
I need more
100 bills
100 more
I need more
Run the score
I need more
I need More

No need to tell em i got it
Im runnin get paid by

feel right after
I mean they're perfect by a technical standpoint but I just can't
Enjoy 'em when you mention them times that you had with those
Men from

More than an interlude
This my grandma's interview
80 years still pursue
What you've lost what you endure

Survive through your solitude
Live with

get caught up tied, caught up in them lies
I'm on all good vibes, we on an all-time high when we floatin' by with the smoke in the sky
Got some smoke in

camo suit
Sitting on the bass amp, strapping a zoot
I'm telling you, it's mad
I read one interview with this soldier in Iran
It's a government

Batonga in Batongaville

Budapest Philharmonic Orchestra

Natural Born Killers [Original Soundtrack]

1994

live to Batonga Penitentiary where Wayne Gayle continues his interrupted interview in the middle of a full-scale riot. Wayne, can you hear me? Wayne,

A pair of stockings, a pair of shoes
A record by The Moody Blues
A bottle of Chanel No. 5
A poster of a band called Dead or Alive
A silk negligee

tell you what a player told me
Bitch
You can't get this dick for free
Plug ship P's weigh em by the OZ
Blue dream, sour D, cookies, OG
I hear em talking

what a player told me
Bitch
You can’t get this dick for free
Plug ship P’s weigh em by the OZ
Blue dream, sour D, cookies, OG
I hear em talking shit when

nothing left to know...nothing

Lonely like a living room
Hallway noises and interviews
Squeeze the globe in between
Your legs and hope God knows
When

in the air cuz it’s lit b****
Mixed the Henny with the mystic 
I can tell she a freak by her lipstick and her boyfriend looking like a dipshit 
I’m

your interview and you're hired

You know you gotta be to work by nine
So why you asking can you hit it one more time?

So baby
Spark it up
Light me up

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Verse 1: 
I’m smooth, ion lose, i pay crews & make due, 
I never had the drug test, i skipped the interview, 
The rap game