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truck thing gifted from my dad
17th birthday and I'm not mad about it
Time passing by too fast for a Scubadiver
Those months were years ago time is like

My Grandfathers clock
Was too tall for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the old man himself
Though it

infinity
I
Turned 24 and we lost Kobe the same year
Roarin 20’s Im Sean Carter in 8 years
Its 2020 it’s either up or remain here but if your vision blurry

of human sound, orchestral, and electronic pads and keys have become the components of his one-of-a-kind sound.

 

KTEK has over twenty-one years

of human sound, orchestral, and electronic pads and keys have become the components of his one-of-a-kind sound.

 

KTEK has over twenty-one years

of human sound, orchestral, and electronic pads and keys have become the components of his one-of-a-kind sound.

 

KTEK has over twenty-one years

of human sound, orchestral, and electronic pads and keys have become the components of his one-of-a-kind sound.

 

KTEK has over twenty-one years

of human sound, orchestral, and electronic pads and keys have become the components of his one-of-a-kind sound.

 

KTEK has over twenty-one years

of human sound, orchestral, and electronic pads and keys have become the components of his one-of-a-kind sound.

 

KTEK has over twenty-one years

of human sound, orchestral, and electronic pads and keys have become the components of his one-of-a-kind sound.

 

KTEK has over twenty-one years

not a whole lot you can do then
A-wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-lop-bam-boom!
Next up what-up you got the whole damn crew
So I grabbed them by the wrist

finna go to jail
I just ran over a pedestrian
Robbed my little cousin 'cause I
Found out he bisexual
And I sold a twelve year
Old kid a weed edible
I just

well that I'll regret it
1 year in my 20's but these nights got me restless
Plotting my way in I can sleep when they lay me in the grave and I'm

live a life of crime
Or you gonna stay on the porch and do good by your people
But your destination is solely up to you
Damnnn
I've been running out

is a place of torment
Set to be sidelined, fired off, outlined is my false demeanor talked about by the world

It's the world, not the Kingdom

certainly by
You as a win over the champion, he still
He still rung the bell
Could be interpreted? He still rung the bell
It was a one two three
That's right

jelly more custardy
Prefer my peanut butter more syrupy
What can I say, I got a taste for the sweeter things in life
Twenty years old when do we start

twenties just like I'm a prophet
By thirty I'm drownin' in cash
Bitch I'm the man and I know the truth
Did it my way I had no excuse
Worked my ass off now I

Ben's Xpresso

One, two, three spoons of sweet sucrose
Dissolving in the hottest of kettle-boiled H20
Filled with the rich flavour of Five Roses

I have this new tattoo of which
The story must be told
About the night I almost
Overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital
With skin clammy

You should never argue with
A crazy mind-mind-mind-mind-mind-mind
You oughta know by now (You oughta know by–)
You should never argue with
A crazy

fraud who got lost in her own sad song
We were talking out back by the garbage cans
About dreams that we had and the five-year plan

Missing the mark,

They're murdering we free humanity
But those we try to free from the lies the genocide they run and hide and abide by laws Designed to exterminate us
They

love
You moved on after two years, now you got a nigga stuck
Driving state to state by my lonely folks ain't got time for me
Ex bitch start moving too