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the right moves to do
I been rapping for so
Long I screw this game with no lube
You shoulda knew I wasn't
Stopping after album number two
I'm so glad I woke

The Reaper

Virtuoso

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

baby late at night
so take my advice, two wrongs don't make a right
I've danced with the devil by the moonlight
while death swept fingers on the harp

worth twenty sixteens)
Smoke four-two oh with twenty-six teens
Fast forward four years
That's twenty-six G's
Ha ha haha, fuckin' bitches
While I'm puffin'

Frozen medallions, they come from Mesopotamia
The Sheikhs carry me in the
Streets out in Arabia
Tuna fish cans of black hash
Open caskets filled with

circle round
Everyone is eager to find the source
The crowd is alive with different explanations

Gradually the disciples are surrounded 
By a growing

furnace they turn to ash 
Where's the concepts it's like artists forgot its definition
Whole album is a single but they still get recognition 
My s**t is

die here
I don't have to try here
Can I get my two sugars please?
Jesus made an album
I'm still waiting in the line for cream
She dream in

a two-year relationship
You end up in a four-year marriage
Now I'm really, really serious, killing numbers, cheating killers
Now you end up feeling sick, but

Do It Like Me

Skepta

Doin' It Again

2011

mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, no
You ain't been to a show

come true
But only if you them keep alive
I'm bout to get high wit my ride or die
Thinking this is the life
Pass the joint
And get rid of the strife

but i had to order a fleet 

For all my niggas who was there riding for me 

I had some haters saying they waiting to come and blast at me

Stop saying

many pictures of us two
Flashing and dancing now this voodoo
Just brought my sister's ghost to my room
Days go by now the toys here too
Telling me wicked

Cthulhu

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

(1st Verse)
Deep beneath the pacific ocean in full locomotion

taking a shot
At Jay for that line in "22 Two's," couso
He was right, too much West Coast dick-licking
I'm getting my dick licked by a thick bitch when

peel it back layer-by-layer
Yeah, DAYTONA
Album of the motherfuckin' year
And you talkin' 'bout you upset
Hahahahaha
Well I wanna see what it's like

low how much to the beach can you go I woke up in a swan song the only thing I know album no I may be wrong I wanna do sold out Sogno two one go no I’m

that presidential the peasant peddling raw
It's war
Nothing sure brother even veterans fall
Well here I am up on my own two
I been wobbling but the walk

lyrics I swear by now that I’ve seen ‘em all
Now Biggie Smalls, Christopher Wallace, Tupac Shakur
You two will never be forgotten, the way that you rocked

your hoe
I done dropped four albums in 2 years
They still dropping a song
I be dropping and dropping again
No one can fuck with my flow and my pen
No one

on the bible in case she comes at me for libel

[Chorus 2]
cnd then there was Falaysha
You could say it was nice to meet her
I made my move to feed her 
But I

the quill
I'm not talkin bout Peter though I know that you'd kill
To have him fill up your mouth, take every inch of his star sword
You would swallow him

Jigga bang
Spirit alive, not my body a hint though
9 with the double 1s
Call 10-4, 10-3
10-2 10-1 holding .357 Magnums, keep these
Bitches all in magnums,

Mad visions
Mad visions
Mad visions

He knew math
A messy truck
A kind of poverty
Alcohol that comes on like a haze of salvia
Where I found

Million dollar project
How much can I tell you
How bad would you doubt it
Millions of dollars means millions of options
Surrounded by liars the only