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intentions, I ain't surrounded by friends 
See the money that I make will never come to an end
I gave the club bout 5 songs and told the DJ to spin

It's

The silence cools the crystal night
The widows wonder why
My head hums to a song of surrender
To win I've got to lose
To be born I've got to die
Time

Body pieces make guitars
And the song takes the night
In the feast of satan 

From Dusk Till Dawn
They need to fight
From Dusk till Dawn
Chaos descent

know where to go, riding by my own
Let the 21 come, taking over like storm
VIP clique, VIP whip All I need is a VIP bitch

I'm on my VIP shit, I'm full

a talent, but really I had a goal see,
I was rappin in my room
And recorded it, by my lonely,
Til that day came,
When me and RonDon, slayed a whole beat,
Up

not with a gun, I’m meaning a diss
These records been stacking, it’s been hit or miss
My songs been on top again, let me admit
I’m still scared of rock

gonna miss ima lay him wit the rocks now
Really thought he died by the way I heard the gun pow
Kinda worried they gone try to say that I stole his style

a circus worker:
He has not a wig, he should better be a twerker
B*tch we are surrounded by thousands of crazy clowns, huh
We should buy a money gun cuz we

our main ear so near his voice we hear it
Don't worry about no threat cause only God we fearing
Mainly to the church is who this song is geared then

falling dead, collapsing one by one
Death hunting its prey, until there is none
They hide in fear with their guns
The Saints are not having fun
Satanism

ends
Bible scriptures in our songs, we never say amen

We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she

guns around my heart, play with me, that shit gon' blow
Oh, you thought we had a spark? Bitch, I just wanted your throat
I keep moving, play it smart I

for fun
But when I break 'um off
I bust a rhyme just like a shot gun
Still talkin' shit?
Shut your mouth
Less you want some
My balls, your chin, like

Verse 1 :
Lost aimlessly
Hit by the flow of life
Moving slowly
In the middle of long strife
I'm trapped in the people want to put my fire
But it

with you made the streets
less troubling, watching Martin geeked, Romy Rome was the bid, our theme song was me and

MY bitch we love big, my ex throwing

invention
Do they like what I create
Or are they being unnecessarily nice
My life has been going by, I'm learning throughout the night
That passion is what it

And the people sang
And the Ukraines sang
And the Russians sang…

Music & lyrics by George Wallace 
 2022 Celestial Songs (ASCAP)

A new sheriff is in town
The previous has retired
(she) doesn't have a rifle, doesn't have a gun
On the shoulder a guitar

Doesn't dress blue jeans

to learn to put my life and my pain in the music
All my losses, the gains in the music
I was lost, but got saved by the music
Gotta be the boss, I was raised

investigate me
Money made need an estimation
I'm on the road I'm faded
I ain't even got a destination
Oh, gun to your face empty the safe
Imma need all

MQ on the mix boy
Nahfr can we have a check please
Haaa
Walk a nigga down by myself
Cus I don't trust niggas
I grow up around some real niggas
I know

vases with a Tommy gun
With the motions, cracking all the codes, achieving all the trophies
Ripping through the crops, like a gopher, gotta stay sober

saying he my opp
But he'on own a gun fr
Speak on no man
but he'on really got no funds fr
Priorities be fucked up
that's really why they getting killed
Put

Mother fucker freeze
Tuck the the gun
Like I tuck the weed
Gods green Earth
Is enough for me
In the garden we'll sing songs
& she'll give it up for free