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Sirens sing until the newspaper brings
The tally of the lost to a city full of kings

I've seen a ghost
You've seen a ghost
We've seen a ghost
We

faces
They damn
Get him outta here
(Why)
They know I'm underground
I'm focused on my paper now
(Uh)
Baby momma tripping
Fuck it
I ain't tripping na
Can't

this some great cologne
100 round clip full of fame if you play a role
Fresh to death I need medic
Raised around them steppas
Taught to shoot first never

Im gon slide in im gon slide
and you know bout a nigga like me in the streets 
started from the bottom now my team in the suites
it was cheffed by JDF

money tall, Stoudemire
Don't get it fucked up, take another look
My niggas in the streets, yours on facebook 
I'm dancin wit the stars, get brain in

Revenge

KMFDM

WWIII

2003

by freedom while hate gave head

You've got a screaming silence
You're full of caution
Your regret is my abortion
This vicious victim lost his

hole in the ground
We once called England
Is now called Londonistan, full of Indians
I don't like Red China
Should be dead by now
I hate the continent

Baby It’s My Way
10/14 I’m a Libra baby so I fadeaway like a Hardaway
Penny or Timmy got a bad Florida bitch so the heat with me
She know she ain’t gotta

my syrup too fast
I took your bitch and you mad
I took your bitch and we walking by
None of my niggas gon’ testify
I’m pouring up drink in the sky

blessings
Take long to do baby
Feeling like the fountain of youth quenching the crew lately
Huh yah YSB
Wonder why come by and see
OZ's in the room
Only real

life
Revenge takes new light
Tumor on the side of a dead man walking at night
As the company brushes by
A chance to be revived killed before you see him

by an opioid, so the Sackler family can enjoy 

Spreading joy around the world 

 

New York City, the world loves you and retribution was surely due

the apex of his evil, his greatest sin, you well may ask
Unlike other Western bad men, Covid never wore a mask

Wear a mask
Wear a mask
It's no big ask 
Just

She waah fi circle me 

Find d prodigy

Mi naah go cook if it naah nuh recipe 

An mi full a step like a giant centipede 



Fifa, watch some football

(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
(Thank you, Fizzle)

Let go, let's go, shawty, let go
Yeah, we seein' bread, we gettin' bankrolls
At the W, fuck

July the 4th

Andre Nickatina

Hell's Kitchen

2002

I gots ta leave
Because you don't sleep
Some nights man, you don't even eat
Smokin' weed, nigga,
Runnin' the streets
But check it, I don't

I got convertible flow
Whoah
She nasty she fancy
Turned her from a
Missed to a
Misses now she
Calling me daddy
House full of
Bunnies
Baby
Welcome

always had less

Hard to stay clean when you living in a mess

Gun shots in the night heart beating out ya chest

Ain’t really fear ‘cause you live it

folks didn't make it, body lock, need more than a recover
I'm a city baby, but I'm on the paper gettin' head by a bitch like Dora
Anyway, I'm straight

Doesn't Metter if it takes all night
Lemme show you love, let's thug on em gloxks n nines
Everybody gon see us flex on the lines
SHE bad, she crazy, she

of you

Nie potrzebny mi temat
By wiedzieć o czym mam mówić
Nigdy nie zżera mnie trema
Gdy patrzę w oczy tych ludzi
Jeśli ta scena to teatr, to to co grają

nigga
I'm talkin' Church's Chicken
I'm street, so 'fore you cross me
Look both ways nigga with the attitude
Wrist full of O'Sheas

And I just need me

of the water thick with oil
Dreaming of the prisoner
Staring at the walls and imagining
The kisses of her son

And I was sickened by the fumes
The cities on it's

lay that money down
He went out to his mom's house
And Jack went up the hill
To bury that old suitcase full of hundred dollar bills
Well he'd let it sit