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to a Residence suite for the night
C.F.E. for the pipe, got her family throwing rites
Get her home by midnight, tripping on my real life
Verses that I didn't
When I die, will I survive, or will I fade until there's nothin' left?
I second guess before I light up
Watch 'em white up
But I'm pressed
'Til
Man, you got issues, I feel sorry for you
Yo, shitting on me is so 2002 (Bitch!)
Turn your mic off, and turn the lights off
Whoever put your record
and turn the lights off
Who ever put your record out must have needed write offs
Who they play when the game's in a tight spot?
Slug, you can find me in
out the shop
Mint green sidekick, custom-made rag top
"Strictly Business" is the album that we play
"You're A Customer"; the pick of the day
Now there's
a pack of germs, people swerve from the gamer
Suave player, I'm all black like the Raiders
You wonder how I did it, album anticipated
Well it's
a gangsta, the album is scary
I'm Malcolm, I'll get down if necessary (necessary)
By any means - in which
you breathe in the mic is the reason you left with
'round, 'round (skrrt)
Runnin' red lights on the road when I'm tryna find a way out of this town
By now I thought that I would love myself
I'll walk
E-A-T
From the 815 where the gray old sky
Used to cage my mind now we breaking free
Hate what I be, you'll be angry to see
Never changing up me, I'm not
light in the boot, get stuffed
Blue lights, they ain't got cure for the dust
I mean, some lie with the turbo tucked
East Legon, getting back seat love
If
a yawn mower
To finish up the final Jetta album to brawl over
Ironic that I'm done but when I drop this sh*t y'all over
Because this sh*t y'all under
at the mirror of the dude
J-E-N-K-O that's me
Uno, dos in the Air that's Peace
Bills need paying, but my Job give a fuck
Late with the rent then I owe 50 more
just warming up people!
This shit is light
Shawn E yeah
release
So many lights around, felt like I was interrogated by the police
I was pointing at whoever, couldn't make out the voice I heard
The first question
off in the sky
My ideations are kililng me, human sacrifice, uh
This my journey to the light beam
Living in the dark, if you look you can't find me,
prison arrival
Ya new African American idol
Is me Eli O N E I roll in peace
By myself I rise my wealth
Since I'm alone
I don't have ta divide my wealth
I
a coffin
Leave em 6 feet under darkness
Running on E is so often
Take his shit and Leave a salty
Um
Wait
Hello
Bitch did you hear me
No I did not
I'm serving
singing to my late mom (Mom)
3000 people standing so strong
Stood by me asides it tall (Tall)
Lights camera actions from one and all
In a fews autographs
up by one time
And I'm back on my fucking way to county jail
Niggas tell ome on da streets
That my pussy for sale
Peter Pipper, pick a pepper
Yo I'm
to bass no lie
Nobody dey my level chaley I swear no size
All the mpanifuor wey dem hear me
They co-sign
E be Accra wey dem born me, by the coastline
Odo
anything from her ground-breaking, critically acclaimed 2015 album E-MO-TION
I don't really know where I was going with that to be honest
But, but, but look,
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, it's been About 3 years since we last talked, and I brought
Back a very special man
You know this man, he goes by
(Bobby Soxer)
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four
Fight
Stick to the B-E-A T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y T
Catching all the lights
a pack of germs, people swerve from the gamer
Suave player, I'm all black like the Raiders
You wonder how I did it, album anticipated
Well it's
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