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dwell in the house of the Lord forever
I walk through the valley of shadow of death don't fear no evil
Running from sin cause it lead straight to death my

worth all the best cake
Shit, guess it's time for a mixtape
That's a fail safe
For every time I get shot down by my own grace
Never good enough to put up

the whip up like E.B. White
Keep it tight, clean, like light's off
Hopped on a track that was made by JB
If your name is Judah then you have the beats
I'm

Nowhere to Run

Ozzy Osbourne

Chef Aid: The South Park Album

1998

on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella

A's can't stop
Strays if I'm able
Verbally harassed by everybody you live with
What makes you think you won't be judged
When even God is a critic? I

Roll call 


Banging on my chest 

Worldwide In The Building 

Ape Shit

Ape Shit 

Breaking out the ceiling 

Running through you motherfuckers

If you made it this far, all I can say is thank you. Thank you for listening to the album. Thank you for supporting me. Thank you for going on this

Cascade and the gang in town
Denzel, are you really making an album?
I'm telling you, eventually, they're gonna
Catch up to your game
You're running out

and that's a Domino Effect
The bomb lit, and homie we got bars like convicts
J Phi deadly with the pen like John Wick
If Phi drop an album, they drop quick

what's revered
By the the people who watch Akria
They anit know right but they stare
At the beginning of my new era
To clever
Who ever stepping over

Ay
Ay

These are some wild times
Running to the money like I never made it
Chased by the past but I can't change it
Nothing in the world will ever be

looking like an undercover fed
These laws brag
God bless my little brother Ced
Still on the and that 500 running red
Lining up all these pops
Caught

of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting

still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they

took a dime
Made beats for your albums
Ghostwriting on your rhymes, unh
Didn't I scream 116? Unashamed in my faith
Taking worldwide trips?
Didn't I win

the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the Infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight

crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle

forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go

WHAT'S GOOD

Tyler, the Creator

IGOR

2019

wouldn't go nowhere, took the detour
When you see the someone in the crack right by the sea shore?
When you see them brand new le Fleurs on the floor?
If

I been tryna figure out how to finish this album
Mad nostalgic, tryna find my inner magic
Thinking about the days where her hair blew out my window

and the Tea Chest. It was also recorded for the 'Lost' Album with Jon Cleary adding some fabulous piano, and once again for the Gone to the Dogs album. Great

the mail  Not a fraction em real
Catchem lacking run the drill run

Running through this shit is like a mother fucking day jog
Y'all needa fucking day job

All negatives around me yeah they gotta go
Relationships I lost while I been in album mode
All for a purpose dawg and the greater good
Been