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We're compensating by drinking some beer
Hear me clear it's part of the plan
Blow up Iraq, blow up Iran
Load up the gat blow up your fam
Why do we do it I

I'm getting too high for my own good
We only do drugs cause we're misunderstood
I would leave the drink if
I thought that I could i'm getting too

in the drug game
Don't encroach nigga, we play for keeps
We lay in sheets
These bitches don't want no broke nigga
Money on my mind, on my waist be that

and denounced by Fascists. Such chilling cruelty, such inhuman actions. These were witnessed and endured in Forlì.

Standing here, in front of the San Mercuriale

As if i were your slave
Your love is my drug
It'll last always
You keep me high always
We planted deep
Sorta how you like my seeds
And when that nigga

Pray for an answer, pray to manage
Bless me with help as if I deserve it
Swear and pretend that you were tricked
You're not a tortured artist
You're

you
Drugs, I- drugs
When no one else could see me but myself and my eye
You were there to tell me you'll still be by my side
In the end, you were there

remember.... I did number four or five the other week and I... you know, it
was the other week, wasn't it? It's too f.... I was in here for a couple of days

in shock
Kick to your face
Power to my moves
I read all the books
Only real gs understand this shit
Can't stop by girl
We running from the federals
Run

Magica Story

Dio

Magica

2000

of celebration. The Book of Magica and
the wizards who had used its spells so wisely for the
good of the people were being honored in all the great
cities

on the tightrope
Screaming "Let him die"
Can't lie I'm a thug
Drowning in my own blood
Looking for the reason that my
Momma's strung out on drugs
Figure if we high

a chance to be gifted
A brand of romance on the hand as a gift, and
We dance in the sands holding hands doing lifts. 
It's hand stands for new plans! 
It's

a paparazzi
I bring flash, but it ain't a camera
Gunfire shells hot enough to damage ya
No traffickin', no drug smugglin'
IC-E, we came in thuggin'
Straight off

Only

NF

The Search

2019

cameras in my face, glamour, it's all fake
Love my job, but it might seem odd that I'm here 'cause I hate fame
Yeah, pay my debt to me, throwin' threats

call
Drop another project for ya in the fall
Makin' every rapper wanna end it all
High off drugs I did several
I be on guard like a sentinel
Nothin up my

conjured friction and concepts were nonexistent
It could be 10 million things with one mind
Or in the space between nothing and infinity combine
Well this

you never came back. Even when you came back, it wasn't the same. You were never the same. 
I get it Mom those drugs numbed you, they embraced you in

married to the drugs
She got me married to the drugs
(It only one way)
To the drugs
She got me married to the drugs
Man i cant even lie
Keep my feet

and only
I'm still chasing after one and only
So far away from me girl my one and only
Then when it finally dawned on me
You were for me my one and only
I'm

us calmer
Legalization would create jobs for farmers
And possibly stave away the harder drugs that want to harm us
It would reduce overcrowding in

AfricAryaN

Logic

Everybody

2017

I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by

comin' for my
Dogs in the morning and if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn
Me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder

Terror Squadians

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

the titty-ho
Knock a nigga out, for the shit he stole
We already degraded, me and my family the most hated
Bitch were barely both made it
See the thinly

And I'm doing stupid shit with rage and fury
And a bloodthirst for brutality
And adrenaline is now controlling me
Because anger is a drug and it's totally