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boom on your black ass, bitch You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some) I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point
something and I got it covered Somehow always rise above it Why you think I got my head in the clouds on my last album cover? The game is all mine and I'm
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed That's the target I'll hit And that's the heart of my pitch I wanna do this whole thing different What
And along those lines run life and death You know, so a few years went by, a couple Albums, success, out of the Blue sky Dre departs, he leaves us Death
Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established
sometimes And then I realize That You're by my side When I started the last album I just wanted to rap But it became daunting in fact when I got lost in track
made a whole album I tell them I know You see me riding by You don't gotta act like you know who I am on the inside Young triple Five, best thing you'll
Co dal mi czas ktory pamietam wszystkie chwile z tych Od podwyzszonego tetna sa ludzie ktorych dzisiaj nie znam Juz wiem jak postepowac by nie wypasc
Micheal Osings (born October, 10,1996), better known by his stage name Lanie Banks is a Ugandan Rapper , song writer and director from Kampala
Lanie Banks Biography And Life Story. MichealOsings (born October, 10,1996), better known by his stage name Lanie Banks is a Ugandan Rapper , song
They 'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album (Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa) Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah Nowadays, sit
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty Only
underestimated me You figured it out by now Didn't you Didn't you Didn't you Nobody got a summer album like mine Your just another same like the other You
myself yeah. I'm proud to be myself, I got myself all the fuckin' time By myself, I got these shits I made these albums, I made these clicks I've been
Czekam na lato by grac sobie w piłkę Czekam na lato by odpalić sobie w fifkę Czekam na lato by mieć ten vibe I zgarniać zarobiony hajs To jest luźny
and by ear And then she'd find the ancient album, With its pages turned gold And the crayon-colored paper star I made so long ago But brighter than any
his chain Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
shits, at like forty-seven cops Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album (great scott) And got
nothing brah They don’t get it I don’t give a damn 'bout your bitch or that Magnum I can do that shit By pistol whippin' bitch But I rather have you crushed
made black history every album had to I was snapping since chat rooms was live And apps on apple I planted seeds for yo food for thought But your fruit
Yeah We could catch a vibe, me and you side to side I could feel the energy by looking in your eyes We only live once why we wasting all this time?
with her my light was dimmer Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it Found my leg
Ayo CyHi what the fuck bro? We've been waiting for your damn album for years man What the fuck is Kanye doing How about you get the fuck up
This album is dedicated to all the times i thought i’d never amount to nothin All the times i lied and said i wasnt sufferin Fuck the cops, fuck
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