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need a round
John Wick shit, I'm killing clowns

Travel from the north to the south
Go crazy like Chris Brown
Can't wait till I get millions to say, mama

you on stretchers
Did you know the album title's an idiom for forever
I got it, yeah, I got it
I'm Chris Brown, how I rock it
So I only give exclusives

Yeah, diamonds like Chris Brown, they dancing
I'm taking Flight like Reacts, the only thing is I don't know how I'm landing
No time to hang with your

Let's go killer Ay, it's Big Diego, you know what the fuck going on (Two L's)
Aye, before I touch a damn thing, run my check first
A hoe, don't need

gets passed around, I find you six feet down
Too much drip, you will drown, you hit women, Chris Brown
Casket coming
Inbound,
Funeral service, in town

(Feat. Nas, Foxy Brown, Amerie)
[Chorus:]
Said it ain't to much for me 
To have you next to me 
I can't believe it 
All the things I do

with the candle lit (lit)
You can tell I'm the man by the manuscript (yeah)
You know I play with the clit like a instrument (let go)
I like that

as the threat at hand and not the better man
Who never go a lot further, they're Bob Schmurdered
By a justice system going light on a Brock Turner
So I don't

God Bless

Danielson Famile

A Prayer for Every Hour

1996

you (x4) 

Verse 2: 

Have mercy! 
Nowadays I got them other niggas acting thirsty 
Bless the sky, energy created by my third child 
Swerve wit it, get

hood is right by the river
They could drown us when they please why
I feel so underestimated I can't show them everything nah
That's why I gotta go

funny
Ain’t it funny (a-ha a-ha)
Ain’t it funny
Ain’t it funny
Don’t you really think it’s funny
You lookin’ like Chris Brown
Like ‘Look at Me Now’
You

hit the Chris Brown
Chunking up the deuces
Niggas throwing shots but they missing till they missing
Oh you called? I'm too busy in the city
Must have

a kick stand these lines hit like I pitch brown
Dank dancing like Chris my opps on edge like it's pits round
The Pedigree real lock down like Beverly they

rather do 
My heart is complete with you by my side 
If I can't have you near 
Oh baby it's what I fear 
Life just ain't worth living I'd rather die

It's

by the hour
Might end up dancing like I’m Chris brown while I beat it like I’m bench pressing Not even pulling out her 
Drive time
While she watching

think she Teflon
Fuck 12, I'll never cuff these hoes, how you arrest them
Chris Brown, these hoes ain't loyal, bitch, you like the rest of them

nigga to me, boy, sit down
I'm a real puncher, nigga, like Chris Brown
Everywhere I go, nigga, got my jewels out
Like a union worker, always got a tool

​​HONORcBLE FLEX(S.O.S. LO, featuring Chris King and Trippie Red) SONG SHEET
​​Song Produced by: cdrian "cP" Porter, cbraham Poythress and , CeeJay

Laugh At Em

T.I.

The Dime Trap

2018

me? I say, fuck y'all
Got the same team that I came in with, ducking all that lame shit, ay
Everyone, I know is on go
Drive-bys, while rolling in a 4

[Voice mail:]
Hey You Reached Jessica
I'm Not In Right Now
But If You Leave a Message
I'll Call You Right Back

[Chris Brown:]
Baby,
I Called You

I done traded in the 'Vette for a two-door coupe
Swear it's so many bitches, it's hard to choose
I still go to the trenches with all these blues

lil bih it’s for the hype
Tell a bih Give It Up
I be rolling living by the dice
In a whip, and it’s foreign
2 Seats with a Trophy
Bad Bitch ain’t Boring

I feel like I'm living in sci-fi
Then get blind-sided by real life

I feel the energy on them beautiful nights
Then, wake up seeing hindsight

Hmph

Tormented

Tech N9ne

Anghellic

2001

by my homie but I (Can't make it)
If it was non-existent I would die (Stay with me)
I don't want to ever let it go (A quickie)
Beat it down like I'm