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heart, in flames, insight, in planes
I think I see my blood, your gain
Been tough, been strange
This love kept ways, this path been paved
Y'all ain't got

to smoke a little
Maybe I should douse the flame
Maybe I should shut up and go lay down
Maybe I should just kill the pain

Cause I can't sleep my mind just

It’s bout to get raunchy
3 fly bitch I’m launching
Dkny in my laundry
Jean Paul Gaultiet my frames
And scarf by Pierre Cardin
Got this shit locked
Call

Free from the reign of the beast, Aye there's no keeping us caged
Outta bars now His flame in me like hot lava
Don't make your heart hardened, come

am used to complications
Shout out to Bruce, Paul, Rob
And other seeds that made it
You put in all, but fame can die
If that's the things you're

the speakers give 'em all an addiction
The way I ball it's like I'm Wall just mixed with Paul & with Pippen
I'm winning by a landslide I got of em slippin'

Don't

shit then it's on like Babylon

I am  in frame, you're in flames, we are not the same
I can not be tamed, I proclaim I am unashamed
You are just a lame

Name's Shermstick
And I'm a different type a player pimp
Flames burn quick
When I hit em with the Slayer riffs
Brain turned shit
From the spliff sit

woadie
Pray for the spirit woadie
Pray for the people woadie
Failed like Peter
So now imma live like Paul
Forget the lusty hookups
It made my spirit just

Ember from the dust, bitches moth to the flame
Im too awesome for em, Ossoff , i got blue in my veins
Ice cold, Mr Freeze, 2% from insane
98 grams

Lorraine
Oh Lorraine

Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorraine
Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorraine
Driverless train
Swirling 'round by brain
Driving me insane
I can't be

as a chain smoker
Changed my name from Flame made a lane now the game over
Never called Paul or Em asking for a handout, took the man route
Betting that pain

Money Good

Young Buck

Buck the World [Clean]

2006

hotter than a flame
So it's no time for me to beef with Jada, Joe or Game

Diamonds in my chain, a Chevy in my yard
And a baby blue Phantom that I keep

Paper Made

C-BO

Knocks 2001

2001

paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
Back up with the flames BITCH
I'm Paper Made

[C-Bo]
I

a peasant in the presence of a god
Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs
I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK
Young OutKast, bitch I'm

feedings. I don’t do features cuz rappers nowadays are about as helpful as Logan Paul at a suicide prevention meeting. Came out a medical lab as a child with

gauge
Internal warfare, maybe I should burn some sage
Moving by my lonely Lord knows
I been full of rage
Wanna spazz out on a nigga
But no I been well

eating with the guys

Like the godfather, you'll be paul walker by the credits
I hate to break it to you im the menace, got a fetish for the 

Bloodshed,

Got pinned by a junior Baphomet
Nuclear winter with grace like a clown
Two left feet
Giant left feet
Business boy turn the city brown

Toothy

And the wicked are consumed by a flame
And many claim to prophesy in your name
But only those that do the Father's will will remain remain
Where there is no more

your life
Knew you ain't play by the rules
But this is Heaven sent
I have been sent for addressing the elephant
Sexually active, while preaching be

the scum of the earth
Death on my mind, not like Kurt but like Paul
The rottest luck could put you in the dirt
Driving I-65, then someone swerve
The last

BUT FEET UP ON THE GROUND YEAH

(DO YOU UNDERSTAND FINALLY?)

RAY WAS NEVER SOBER
YOU COULD TELL BY THE DISTINCT ODOR
HE THREW ME OUT SO I MOVED ALL

James
Watch yourself, I'm spitting flames
My dick get hard, her pussy change
Guess you can call that some growing pain
Bars cross you over like Kyrie
I'll