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and Birdman
Cash Money, it's a army, niggas hatin' hard
Man that shit gettin' annoyin'
If they change they attitude, then
I might employ 'em
Front that boy some

change
The custies still nod like
They agree with everything
The weed ain’t the same
All the colors is new
It ain’t just green, the haze is purple
And them

and rip it up
Nigga rip it up!

Nature: I shook hands wit many killas
Some did it for fun
It's like a rush the way it comes
To make the innocent run
Niggas

of life
Feel the change

Her breath of frost upon the
House of Man's beating heart
Oh, sleep children, such colours to be seen
Sanguine glaciers, the veins

might find yourself in trouble one day

You have to change your ways
Dear child
Because my God
Is a God of second chances

Bophelo bo boima
Gao sena

Where the blues don't last
The colors change beneath the floor
Just tell the band to play her something fast
She's holding out her hand
Don't blow your

was on your phone
Both hands holding and prayin
You're in the zone artificial intelligence
They try to clone
Worldwide control the world
You're on your

fatherless child, out of the vile
Hands down, dance over the drums, James Brown
General Gemstar, Custard blade
Cut you for the roughage
You can't ketchup, you

I was the kid in school with
Hand me downs from my sister
And gal dem still loved
Me now that’s charisma
Front of my crep split ain’t
Seen a barber

like Lady Gaga
She rockin' Prada
Tell the opps they gone die
Inatthe hands of a Don-Dada bitch, I'm Osama
Got a lot of money and
The streets gettin'

need more 
I need more 
I need more 
I need more
I need more, yeah

Punching underwater I'm tryna change fate
We could make love but we also make

was around when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope

I opened doors for this soulful shit
Nigga's career like oven mitts how I had a hand in it
A storm comin'
Look blindly and bravely, I'm gon' stand

Girl, we started something
We're better off without
Seems we both let our hearts get out of hand
We've ended up with nothing
Went from a whisper

Is
It's ride or die until you do
The crime niggaz fold
Up on some fuck shit
Seen niggaz broke & still complaining
So far gon fuck a plan B
Hustle hand

Alone she sleeps
With thoughts that tease
She longs for a strong hand to hold
But the night hasn't been kind

Close your eyes
Can't you see
That I'm

helps you enough

Take my hand
And we'll climb away
To the stars that fell
From the somber sky
Mountains that freed you from pain
Desolate tears

playing with friends
A nice warm bath and some milk to match
Your favorite book in hand
You got some z's to catch
Goodnight

I see your eyes getting heavy

hands descend 
Slowly unfurl
bliss never ends

Champagne and wine 
Sharp like a knife 
watery eyes 
Through the golden sunshine 

You should wait till

write off the range
Rowing wit my shorty in a kayak life is so beautiful
When the scenery Scenic I needed change from the siding
To center stage bro

The towers and the gallery,
The money where it has to be.
And in the hands of the dark... It’s only fate that bears its mark. It’s fucking dingy for a start.

Convictors of thine own full cup, Coheirs of Saints. That so all may drink the same wine and the same way. Nor change the Pasture, but the Place to feed

stole many man's soul and faith
I was round when Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his

baby

Pass the old lady on the left hand side
Cause getting to these shows is
A matter of pride i jump the cat carrier
Run the track faster than
Ones who