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still wanna be by your side, and find a sanctuary to hide
Our own little place, where we'd plan special dates
Until the apocalypse subsides

If it's our

Hold me down for good, that's why you carry a padlock
And send me funny pictures from the folders of your laptop
I cannot complain, you're entertaining

Of salvation irritating the Moron and his glory
Now I'm writing rhymes riddling painting scenes of defacement And as soon as you protest the war sends your

world on fire like Pryor 
Say love is blind, so I’m blind to the blinders
Careful what you wish for so I became celibate, 
She would never send you shit

up. 
Pablo got that Glock out 
Nigga watch out we gon tie em up 
Passin smoke like zaza 
We ain’t friendly, we gon fire em up. 
We gon smoke and pass ya

that I need  
Down for a movie, I be like “yeah” 
Just hit record and follow my lead 

Hypnotized by the sweet of your lips
Mesmerized when you swingin'

with the same names over lame breaks
Get your brain straight 
Cuz it's twisted like your fingers when you gang bang

Wizzy: 
Tone me down you acting like

dem niggas send is from they timeline

 Shhhh 

Ohh soo i see what typa time niggas on 
Brought sum fuel to the fire to enlighten this song 
See I still

There's never been a fair balance
Everybody's up and down
Rich and poor
Dark and light

It's my world, it's my world
Dope deals, gold, diamonds

watch 
Kicking down your door nigga they got choppers and glocks
A hard head make a soft ass, 
All it take is, one nigga to make us all crash Out the mud,

can't see me now
Talk too much shit you get hit with the fire
Swallowing Hollows
Addicted to the problems
If it's a problem lil Rich resolve em
Send em

Drummer Jits
Been fire chopping, that's how we get down
I know Mary gon' fuck with the sound
Lil Baby J, you the GOAT
Lemme give you a beat
Where the fuck

a bad day, that's ok
Let's send that inner critic on a holiday
Are you lost along the way? (hmmm)That's ok
Ain't no rush babe, it's a day by day

Tried

need to be remembered by the heart i have the rhymes i write
I change my habits so fast dont ever mess with my tribe 
Yeah you will sell for a bribe 
In

if i go down
Why would I wife a bitch, known by the whole town
Go rounds, know I keep em coming like the bartender
Hoe think I'm a trick for the pussy,

them rubbers on me,
Cause these niggas so cra-zy,
They just wanna have my ba-by,
Those words of young dolph,
And you'll never pick up a news article

and opportunity, shout out God
I ain't let society define me or confine me
I'm created to create, word to prophecy and prophets
Now they send me treaties like it's

ain't no more hon on his accord
Pull him off the market, send him quicker to my lord
Anxiety creeps up, such as mumble without no words
Or faster than

getting loose
I was bred to be a winner
I will never lose
But when it comes to these women
Pull em by the twos
Fuck her all day and night and send her home

Head bobbing from side to side
Freaking and geeking you know how I do it
Percs in my system my urine diluted
Fire up the cookie it smell like I pooted

Stripping down to wild desires
She'll paint her passion in lipstick
Gives me the stare, fueling the fire
Her body's been starved and nostalgic

afflicted by conflict they exempt me like convicts
Because the truth of my content
Sends corrupt to the convent
I'm in or greater no debating
Acquiesce my

this bed that I lay
At least I made mine
These politicians have a maid by their lakeside
Then send an army overseas to her country for a hate crime

We

the cops
Don't stop
We send shot and hop like hopscotch
These Niggas Is Watching These Niggas Observe
They Always Be Hating They Flow Is Absurd
I Just Be