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Will leave ya ass like a deer in a bed filled wit slugs
Then throw the rest in the James wit some cats we call fish
No you can't eat off my dish
I'm

bitch and she gone cum before the sun do 
Top 3 on your list and I’m the one who you look up to
Never been pussy but I’ll eat it like it’s fondue
I’m

the fckn paper and the pen I write 
Jottin every line every i rhyme my mind
Will find in my life do it right one time
Comin from the big bad dope west side

the funk now, re-create the fun in your heart by the things that you love. Now, plug in! Get the speakers hooked up. Let ‘em bump loud. I got the mic and I’m

promise myself that imma give back when I make it/ 
It’s only a matter of time so now I’m just praying/ 
God help/
Got black folks dying everyday/ 
By

givenchy
And,
She being romantic 

She must be from France 
By the way she speaking
Excusez-moi madame
I think that I must like you 

Je m'appelle
Frank

The darkness eats my senses but the devil
Tried to take me away
Somtimes
I just want to go away
This song all for you
When I wrote it before end up cutting my

pattern it was modeled for you by the people around you when your brain was young and more easily influenced

My blue-eyed son, don't go to war
This land is for dreamers, look around, you will see
My blue-eyed boy, you won the game
Did you hear the crows

All night I lay awake
Thoughts will cross my mind
The time passed by
Sunrise begins to shine
But failure creeps
Taking hold of me
But I still fear,

I can't even relate to any songs no more
Seems like I've grown
When you don't talk to anyone
They no longer clones, they no longer close

My own

and kisses

Kisses, all the way down
Kisses, only for you

Wherever we’ll go we’ll leave a heartache behind
And whatever we want will wait for us
Don’t you

Please be by my side
Or otherwise I’ll cause a mess
One of these days you will see

Laying down in the grass
Another moment of the past
That has led

Don't need to be no king
I don't even need a queen by my side
I just want to live the good life
And for that
You need to sell your little soul
I'm eye

I woke up tired again 
Tried just to get out of bed 
Stomach turning,
I am sick in the head 
Doesn't stop me
But fuck, it will in the end 
Call me

cover type people don’t turn the pages
Most will hate your name until you found that place

In the heart and it’s contagious
Consciously blind and so

Consistently mocking me when you’r beyond a creep!
The only narcissist is you playing games like Jumanji,
Wish you never wronged me I’m gone from long grief

If you’re going through hell you keep going 
Never-mind the smell it’s brimstone
Captivated by the chains of pain for so long
Crave the decay

too late muthafucka 
Fuck around get tossed up by them apes mutha
 If I get killed will my fam wait years while my mama shed tears fo they make a move

this relapse
My mind is your throne

A fucked up fallacy
Or my own sanity
When the music curl and die
The silence will be all mine
With a deadly grip

all 
Nighas Will line you for that spot 
See the double team and still pass you the ball 
That was suppose to be your man but u a Casualty
I got kids I

gonna rock and roll just like it's 1959
 
Tell your mama don't stay up late and worry 'cause tonight you're safe, so there's no hurry 
I will make damn

Teni, Waje and others
Mama Ire is a stepper o, despite her age
I took so many selfies sef
Will upload them when I can

My people, if you ever get

to the East
Hoping that road you walk
Will rise up swiftly and bring you back to me
Smokestacks low
On the skyline tonight
No tellin just who they let go