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them Brembos
Got two bad bitches on my iPhone, they cannot get along yea
I'm a Foreigner whipping Foreigners, I fucked your bitch she boring
She gave me

Now a-days I'm jealous yeah
I no want no one follow you
There with me and do me well
By next year wear
Your wedding dress
On a the low
I there for

a passive pasture slab
All the bodies y'all been dining over, how'd you have an appetite?
Sipping Scotch in your loafers to attack by satellite
You'll pay for

People to these street I'm holding My 5
Sadly In life You don't come out Alive
This shit is funny it makes Me To cry
Foreigners no fit to 'sabi the vibe

like
Spreading cold butter on a lukewarm bread
No sense of death, I sleep in that foreigner's bed, but
It keeps me up, all the shit that she said
So I

And mumbling songs in a foreigner's tongue

I looked at her lips, they were red as the roses
That bloom by the mouth of the wastewater pipe

They paid me in

the morning
I'm up when you snore
Ain't no parallels
I came from nothing
A foreigner
I fuck up the foreign
I run up the force
I don't ever fail
I gotta hustle

I've seen the years go by
Hitting 50 soon, well time, don't it fly
Looking back and making sense of this
Realising the very thing that I've missed

Aye Don't know
They say
They say imma threat.
Laughs… NF
My heart been broken so many times by niggas I love
niggas I trust
And Niggas I fucked with

and depression
Guess I finally learned my lesson
Running up the check like Rachaad white
It was dark out I walked into the white light
Black queen by my side but

to these days 
Other than the one who live in a mirror 
With a foreigner face 

The wind whistles songs I've never heard 
I keep listening though I don't

she say I’m ignoring her  
Clothes from the seas, dripping like a foreigner 
Don’t talk if it’s beef send em to a coroner 
B**** I been that n**** since

Submitted, kidnapped
prostrate on my knees
waiting for the foreigner's bomb
Resist, not to die
exist and fight to see
the sun of tomorrow
Remote,

Submitted, kidnapped
prostrate on my knees
waiting for the foreigner's bomb
Resist, not to die
exist and fight to see
the sun of tomorrow
Remote,

day I hear talk of a
Non-fungible token
Reminds me of my toilet
Non-plungeable and broken
I'm appalled by all these jakes
And I'm not comfortable with

her like gondola 
Im first you the runner up aye

Im finna run it up im a bad bitch lil foreigner 
Beating on bitches no drama yeah 
I do not fuck with

storming the gate
Of tomorrow, starvation will make like a flood
Two by two helpless abandoned for love
Of a stranger harmonic till dissonance comes ~

Like

Since a few centuries, there was a nation, Shackled by foreign occupation
Its people were constantly reeling, Under subjugation and condemnation

by the pictures
I been trying to save her
Then she stabbed me in the kitchen
Memories of pastimes
A reckoning is overdue
I trust that you stand

love
Taught by time to make it rhyme
And then slow the pendulum down
Slow the pendulum ...down

Slowly we fall in love; slowly it grows
Slowly we feel

and see
Everything that there is
Was once made by someone
Just as sad  as you may be 
One day some day
We are here, in this time
Space and place
We are

solicitation

Another man is pendulum
"I'm an undercover paramedic!"
City dirt freckles his freckled cheeks
And cuticles, checking the pulse
Of the 25-year-raven

As the pendulum swings left to right
The planet turns around and makes it alright
If you can hold on - onto what you know
Facts don’t change while

Days go by, I'm alive
Peeking out, terrified
Holding on to the very first
Dream I dreamt, way back then
Now we're swinging
In a pendulum
Time is