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Chorus 1
Lets all go in/ its not too expensive/ we can bargain with

Hitting ‘em while they’re sitting there
Pinned to the grey ground
So that middle class hypocrites
Living in quaint towns
Can go to sleep knowing
That

wild absurd
Me ever being a runner up
Need a slut that's gon suck, fuck and smile
While she giving my brother some
First plan didn't work so
It's back

Running Just to Catch Myself

Mark Schultz

Stories & Songs

2003

a McMuffin for just 99 cents today
I think they ran a special

I can't stand still 
Can I get a witness 
Can you hear me 
Anybody, anybody
I think I am

what's next
Made like twenty million, no flex
They all shootin' at me, no vest
Please stop prayin' for me, i'm blessed
Keep my circle small, no guests
Got

be my hope in this charcoal of conscience?
Who else could bid me follow?

I have lived for you,
cs if living was alone a prize to be guide by

At times i, i feel like they aint no beef that i like, pause


Pants be too tight, make up too much, nose ring be ballin tho
Mouth be to wild, she dances

And people say he hung wit savages they never knew of
He had a best friend, his best friend was wild
He never met his father and he was an only child
The block

I could just go back to 1949

I wonder if by chance they might remember,
a teenage boy so wild and fancy free,
who always loved guitars and country

wild
She thinks I belong in an insane asylum
Don't push me to the edge, if you wanna go down with me
To the place, where the Devil tempts me
But your

yeah
Clothes on my back shoes on my feet so I smile
So wild

Roof over my head
Food in the fridge
Truly blessed by the best
Got a lovely wife and two

question
I need to focus on the path and my journey please
This beat made by me is going go wild and crazy
I don't need to cuss its going to be a criminal

or slugs
Could have tortured him, told me that he didnt wanna die
We still forced him
Fuckin peeps has his bat, when we brawled they fled
Now we layin dead

A fresh man with a plan like a college student
Whose intrusive flow makes the students go wild
They hatin' and they want my flame to go out
The lames they

I got passion and soul
When the album sells I get wild as hell
And im  by myself there's no signing deals
And I'm kind as hell but no fine to sell

Loaded Gun

6LACK

East Atlanta Love Letter

2018

tours

Got this pretty brown-brown, watch her go wild
Found her confidence, so she a pro now
Your man a clone, quick, come down to Zone 6
Treat you

by the light
by the moonlight bathing over me
thoughts get life of their own

it gets wild
torturing and time consuming
it takes me far away from

Crucial

Kottonmouth Kings

High Society

2000

in fear,
? tell me is the end near,
So damn easy to think we've won,
Man over machine is the illusion,
It's a journey forget the destination,
We've

nigga? (come on)
Let me show you what it look like on this side (come on, nigga)
You should come fuck with your boy
Get your ass in the back, nigga
You

fresco
Ridin rides, actually fly  
They love that shit
Bring tears to they eyes 
Callin me Mardi
Fresh girl too wild 
Lil Haitian peutant 
From the Bronx

screamed her name
But all in vain, he went insane he didn’t want to wake again.
Each time I wake up at night My tears running over me
You coming in to my

Da Graveyard

Big L

Lifestylez Ov Da Poor and Dangerous

1995

greater
It's the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin' Now & Laters
And rappers I hit 'em well
They automatically go to heaven fuckin' with me

you pain I never felt and couldn't fathom
Feelin of betrayal looming in the backs of cranies
Nooks been fully taken over by the sadness

But after this if your free
Let’s go out, get some tea
Chamomile specifically
What ur name again, Tiffany
Mine is Zilla, oh silly me
That a rap name,