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on blackjack, cocaine, gold chains
And bitches is worthless
The essence of my habit's
Is twisted and prolific
It’s been predicted that I would
Die by my own

ain't gotta like me, just respec' it
I'll blow that dream out your brain, then go and sell it

On form all season
Don't give man a reason
He was

Malibu
Poprosił bym wziął jego syna na plan klipu
Trzymałem go na rękach
Młody niе mów na pan mi tu
Jestem jednym z was, tyle ze kleję do bitu
Ludziom

So come one and come all to the crumbling walls
Of our city now painted with red
As the stench of defeat emanates through the streets
Is the life

Four-by-four, but it's fast and furious
I ain't never gotta build a line again thanks to my supporters
Who would've thought when I was sittin' in court
That I

failures and doubt, shame and unrest
God don't make no mistakes ('stakes, 'stakes, 'stakes, 'stakes)
And through all these things, stand by me for

new me, new guy
That's a pretty low blow
But I guess we're both
Just taking cheap shots tonight

Yeah, when you took him by the hand for a slow

time I get up, my chin up
Don't give up, I'm gon' deliver

When I'm outside, I'm the man with the plan
And she watchin', like, "Give me the grand, oh

Remembering that cold clear night
You looked at me took my hand 
Everything in the world was right 
Yeah Together, we made a plan 

Years rolling by

the telephone was invented?
How'd they get messages to each other in a hurry
Let's see if we can't find out by playing make believe
Oh good!
That sounds like fun!

ritual eager to flee
Screaming to the masses
In hope that they would hear
They pretended to care deceivers
They all nodded with concern
Fake reassuring

I think fear's pretty normal
When you've only ever walked on land

'Cause to leap into the unknown
Is to walk by faith not sight
We all get

the art of the MPC
Not Primo's drums, due to knowledge, due to change
I go by Dwight Farrell as well as other names
The creator has a master plan, I'm