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of Thirty three
For the farmer and the factory and all of you and me
He said, "Roll along Columbia. You can ramble to the sea
But river while you're ramblin
"Don't worry, I ain't gonna hurt you
I need you to drive me on out of here"
Yeah
Ayo
I'ma send ten niggas through (don't come back)
Tell
went all the way to the west coast
You already know we the best, ho!
Grind never stops, I can’t rest, no!
So many girls, got me stressed, oh!
I’m going
They say I'm a dog (grrr)
Then they here woof woof that's the gun
44 bulldog hit em once
Do me like Tom and jerry
Nigga run
I do it for you
I never lie
When the lights out and the fridge dry that's a pill that people swallow
Living for now don't know tomorrow
How we gon feed the babies now
All of these
like he know we finna ball
They saying skies a limit, guess we made it after all, huh
Please take your hands out your pocket, can you pray for me
Your
there 'cause all that we got is trust
You got friends, they don't fuck with me like that
So in return I don't fuck with 'em right back
I could have
I been trapping nigga yea right there by the store
Tell me what you need I can serve you fa the low
Just re'ed up on the pack I can serve ya ass
around
I feel the winds that blow.
Out here between the dark and light
The summers gone, and the reeds bow down
As the colors change all along
me be all by myself
I'm used to it anyway
Welcome to the modern-day renaissance, niggas been distraught
Raps to catch your spirits, your kingdom was
bitch
She came with his doe
Young fool wanna test me?
Gangster cosplay
He got G checked
Now it's closed case
What you know bout dope
Getting that mud out
the meaning of a Thrasher
Is to whiplash out and leave you pussy niggas fractured
I need meds from a mental institution
'Fore my brain is revenged, free throw
I just took a plane out to Benihana
Got off and went back to Ghana
I was with the fam, so I started cooling
With the blood, so I started booling
You
Honey ah sugar sugar
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you
I took my troubles down to madame rue
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped
I beat the odds to get even
I swear the way I keep winning you would've thought I was cheating
I reed up in the morning and sold it all by that
Especially when they told me I'll never do shit, or be shit
I made it and never took you for granted
Took off and I never landed, supply whatever demanded
going demon hunting (brrraa)
Call me Vinatieri
We kicking shit
Three and out
We punting
1-2-2-4 rings
I need a sling
I got crippled by money (yeah)
Cinco años gone by since 2015
Before I skipped town, wrote her out and chased my dream
I was living good, no worries beside my bedside
Now I stay up
blew me
Wish that you could sue me
Leave the beat on replay tv on in the background
While I figure out what to say in my raps
Flow so quick and slick
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
You see me rollin', Mack-10 showin' out the window
When you catchin' me shootin' out the coup, then switch your lane
You don't want me creepin' two
that you dream of
Once in a lullaby
Don't get me started on the AD I'll go AB
He just rode my success like a wave in Hawaii
I gave it my all yea and so
man where you at?)
Weh, look pon all ah di woman inna di country
It ain't my fault if di gals dem wan fi love mi
True mi mek out ah meat becaw' di
in this shorror show
And we're all alone in a horror show
And we're on our own
If I spoke in words of only hate
Tell me would you now
Could you
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