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Ol' David
He got rejected so he chose to play with lives major
Put Uriah on the line
So he died a head time
Went and got his wife pregnant
And tried

and material
Can I have a life far away from the system
Where the air clean and fillin' in my system
I'm coming up now and praying to the lord
Using up the Pen

I ain't never been the type to be consumed by the hype
In a room, just a noose and a mic
I choose my right to write it all out
Open my heart and let

door's always open wide. Put away your wallet, baby, your money's no good. She puts the neighbor in neighborhood. Go upstairs now and tell your uncle Sam

the fucking slop
12 raided my room made a fat bitch eat the pack
Call me Ja Morant went on live with the strap
Ran up Dollar sept' I did a drive by with the gat

'cause I live in my head
I'm tryna fix up my relations, I still gamble with stress
I don't wanna drive you crazy over something I said (uh-uh)
In my

young to understand the pains of life
How can you come up in here and tell me about Christ?"
Lord use me, just like Joseph, Esther and David
Teach me how

Manifest to make Ms
Nothing changed we still on the grind
Back when I used to see Tim live on David drive 
39 To 133 sitting writing rhymes 
Looking out

my own name
To get some Euphoria
Disappear like David Blaine
Wish it would just go away
Why I go and take the flights, Fruity pebs make me light
Hazzy

And laid off most everyone
And we're still waiting for things to trickle down forty years on

And where I grew up
In the ashes next to where you live
12 in

Need to duck and get away 
Then I'll start getting better by the day 
People make me sick so I need time to rest and heal
Don't wanna run around with no

baby who isn't
But hiding out in a shuttered room
Won't help you live it
So count on me
I'm not afraid
To roll the dice
In the bed that we made
Come hold

ancient - which you had sworn?
In your faithfulness - to David - Remember, O Lord!
How your servants, they are mocked, and my heart by nations crushed
Your

Position 
It'd really be a shame if when 
We toasting in the afterlife 
You end up missing 
You'll be in misery forever on
Repent Now or you will burn

I've always been a son of a bitch
What can I say
I never gave a shit
I threw it all away
Papa was a rolling stone
He rumbled in the Bronx
Mama kept

BALS MUSETTE
by David Williams  1986

When you rub your hands cleaning other people’s stuff,
When there’s not enough, and you must live
When you want

to live like Kirk
This ain't for the faint of heart, I really put in work
'Cause I don't like to dream about getting paid
I'm 'bout my Luccini like

Der Fuhrer

Flotsam & Jetsam

Doomsday for the Deceiver [20th Anniversary Edition]

1986

Far away across the sea, early twentieth century,
A demon with a man's face.
Rose to power in Germany, dictator-monster, deceiving,
Emperor

Lineage

Jaguar Wright

Denials Delusions and Decisions

2001

Jello the only man that could say hello
And it sound like angels singing in your ear
And even though they all passed away I still long for their company

moss on a stump
You live at 126 Shifty Ave
And you got a beeper number that no one can have
Ya stick up behind catching by surprise
And you're looking

läuft nicht, weil wir streiten zu viel
Verschieb' das Komma, denn es macht mich reich
Deine Hilfe war nie hilfreich (nein)
Drive-by, Kawasaki-Bike

A fucking loose canon ain't crazy in the cockpit
If dont see shit my way tear off your eyelids
I did
Don't look away you dont miss it no drop balling
Extra

put an end to all of your grievances
Solve world peace, lil nigga
Boy, this shit really slap, on every volume like it was raised by Smack
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