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Beefed with youngers from my rival ends, my click, 
a few remained, the rest were just recycled friends,
Borers galore, we'd rarely ride with skengs, some

Jordan
Every movie martin Lawrence
I've seen madness in that War
Grow soulless overtime
But I seen magic in that forest
I've grown to Know Devine
I pass

mind's twisted
I feel sick, disgusted, I can't stand or sit
I ask, why it had to be this way? (Oh God, why'd it have to be this way?)
You shouldn't ask

shit John D I'll profit
Standard Oil turn up to a prospect
I hit these holes like Trey Lance
Another five make the bands dance
On the peak like Jiminy, I

life, it's just something that I've never said, but
Nothing else matters except the person that I'm sitting next
Some would weigh cons, they'd rather

(Get rid of all that shit, cmon back in
Yeah, it's the nigga they call shorty, the WiLd Lad from West Lawrence
Nigga bitch taker, boyfriend slayer,

& Rec first job
After school at McGregor Park we'd mob (straight mob)
Went to the Wex but was always vex
When we had to play West Hill, had a dope

get tired you could switch it up whenever

With any pornstar, professional or amateur

Or level up to a more bitchin' endeavour 

With Lopez or Lawrence

snakes be hissing
Believe in yourself 
Open up your heart listen

Can you feel the love?
Can you feel the love?

It's Ellie love, I put the D in

the black great gatsby 
Me
Great
Gats

[Verse by Honesty]
I’ve been there and there, cash I tried to garner
Like Jennifer on a role or Lawrence winning a game

Gotta get that
Mhm that dough


Hello?
Hey Lawrence (Hm?)
It's your boss Mr. White
Your- Your brother from another mother
I'm just calling to let you know

it to you than I mean it, perc’d up gave her mean dick now ya babymother on some fiend shit but that’s life, & no I don’t want no advice if you broke

Still Gave Me That Kiss 

We Played Four Corners, 
While mama Barbecue’d 
The Use To Play The Music 
& This Why I  Love The Blues 
Stay Outta Grown Folks

My Thorn Berry In Her Deep  And Then She Hit The Noodle Dance While I Gas’d Off

She Diggin My Highness
I’m Diggin Her Kindness
We Both From The 90’s

Luther, Martin Lawrence, Charlie Sheen
Malcolm X
If he was poppin' X and sippin' on codeine
But I don't do no drugs
All I do is write my raps and read
Now

feel me like four D
Yeah, aye
Like Tony J what you really going through?
It's crazy how the closest people lie to me like I don't know the truth
Damn,

SOUL TRcIN

Lyrics : Hilary Mwelwa et Lawrence Edet
Music : Tom Glide

Marvin asked the question
What's going on?
Seems this world been fighting
For

reper-
VeB Lloyd Banks battler
Jeb’o Lawrence Smith kmice
Ja sam rap Lloyd Weber
Dobro da nemaš mica, da ne dobim još herpes
Jer liku usta su puna kuglica

stint in the Bronx, then to Brooklyn
Mom’s man Joe was a harsh and too
Ruthless figure who’d whip him and Kenny
His brother both skinny from hunger
Yet

Focus is edutainment like Lawrence Parker
But who among ya has had
Mung bean before now?
Sunseed is the new word
Ya know what it means now
They were

was his rep there, but shorty too young to care
Fast forward to the telly, now she in her underwear
Homie was drinking, ain't know they'd go this far

ain't really got no beef
Yeah we touched down to the city, I ain't talk about the A
Yeah I'm talking about the D, we on our way to Tennessee
I don't stuff

Giving her D on a daily (daily)
She calling me Papi her baby (baby)
I'm so wavy
I'm the nigga with the wave not lil baby
I got nothing to prove (woo)
Cuz I

like you
There's so many things that I wish we'd done
But don't hold your breathe now
I'm as good as gone

Well I'm sorry I'm sober
cnd you can't get