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In the lab with the lads addictions
For mad attention, rash decisions
Bad bitches and cataclysms
Brought to you by rad intentions
Packaging my past

don't even know
Careful crossing me
You'll end up in a song
Buried on my hard drive
Next to drum kits and gongs

Shoutout to professors that refuse

cold fo some niggaz I aint getting back
its me im from the hart of the deep 
have you ever seen a nigga layed  dead in the streets
by the age of 13 I was

Hi Stephanie, it's Thursday night. Thinkin' about you.

I looked into the sky one night and two silhouettes were side by side
and in that moment

I'm not that strong
Welcome to the New Wave come and ring the gong
Now these niggas got me turnt
Call my Glock a stove touch me and you'll get burnt

Se sjogge my yn 'e eagen sizze, "kom mar del bûke"

By jim yn de keet wurdt oer Off-White praat (Off-White)
Hjir ha we ôfwaaid praat
Joust al dyn jild

Everyday
Everyday
It seems I did something wrong
Everyday
Everyday
Waking up waiting for the fight with the sound of gong
Mabe I just a missed

we don't know how to face the cold when we're
we're going home

and all the time an want to feel
sometimes I just want to be
all alone lost by myself

of villain that'd come
Be it bandit or thief or any enemy
You'd gladly take on anyone
1 v 1 at the sound of a gong
No matter what the game, you'd always play

dyn losse tosk?
Is it sjen litte, of is it litte sjen?
It is net erg tûk, it is tige slim
Is it ûngefear of is it om-en-de-by?
En folgens my is it

PLAY WIT IT 
By Jo.jayno

CHORUS:
FEEL ME, 
PLAY WITH IT GIRL,
I WANNA TOUCH YOU ALL OVER YOUR BODY 1x

IT’S BEEN A LONELY DAY, 
AND A LONELY NIGHT

She doing me loud as hell 
Talking that shit like a gong (aye)
She wanna fly 
Never ever gonna die 
Doing this shit never trying
I do it, i drop it

a gong, baby I’m just tryna work you 

Imma eat it all day long, baby don’t put on a shirt 
I’m pulling yo hair cause it’s long, Issa race to finish first

of this space
Won't you save me again

If I had it all
I'd spend it on some
Pretty cars and alcohol 
I'd find some time 
To work on
What I call a soul
By

the motherfucking bayou from deep in the south
Aye real ass nigga make these niggas want hate on me
I ain't gong to play wit these pussy ass niggas play with me you

of your pride
Shit we gong to need nineteen blunts
Cuz we moved over nineteen times
Some of those stories make my voice shake
But my lungs learned how

scent
Don't
Don't store your picture in the contact details saved as my friends
Don't
Don't catch me by surprise on my good days
And hug me tightly when I

Hydrogen I was born from the water
I see the Virgin Mary when I'm staring at my daughter, praise
My third eye stimulated by the Suns rays
I stare into

the Audience
You lose one dream, even over Interest you a coward
You can't even lead a nation to The winning tower
With the flowers that was gifted By the newly

couldn't see
Without a few storms the journey's incomplete

Everyday that goes by
I look up to the sky
The light of her smile
Is spread across miles

hits like a gong
The clock's ticking don't run when you still itching to walk
The plot thickens when you stuck inside the thick of it all
You trip

you know that Ryoto's crazy bro
Took a break but I'm back n everybody's slow
Traumatised by the don
Authorised on every song
Shits tighter than a thong

the Obamas
Cause at the end of the day
Any problem doesnt matter till
I get a smile off my mama
Walking by myself
Staring at the stars in the sama
Got a room,

you're a bunch of pawns
If I say leave you're gone

You're gone
Pull up on a bitch in Tucson
Watch me beat that pussy like gong
Watch me ascend like God
So