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them imagine
That's how I was taught by my role models
That's how I was taught by my role models
They the only ones who got me through troubles
They

are open, were greeted by Odin
Call it
Valhalla
Lately, I can't seem to get in a groove, what's left to prove?
I'm all out of ideas, I can't seem

Nighttime drive-by, singers lullabies
Bigs askin' about songs they can't identify

I'm from the south side with a young die
East of the river with a fish fry

And they think they takin' my guns, well
I dare 'em to try
Message to the women because they
Been tricked by feminism
Wanna change culture? Play your

Lullaby

Gerry Cinnamon

Erratic Cinematic

2017

of days gone by
Sing me to sleep, oh sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby of days gone by

Sell my soul to the devil just to get paid
I'm taking one

what a coward was,
something i never felt,
I dialed 911, and i left the phone by itself
i wish that i had i gun,
cause i woulda sent him to hell,
send

I pop a perc to ease the pain yeah
Said I been going through some thangs yeah
Gotta keep my gun I don’t know who to trust
Its YSL who fuckin with us?

hard, I'mma get me (Laugh)
Ya heard me (Ya heard me)
The Black Grinch

If the Grinch was a black man he would be my daddy
Cause he keeps a gun cocked in

(Fock off)
Run away, show my gun they run away (Huh?)
Double pay, make it right I double pay (My dawg)
Overstay, welcome me I overstay (Aa aa)

Let me

18/21, both ages are wrong, arguments are petty, solving them with guns 
Knew it all along clue is in the song, law abiding citizen is where it's from

I pop a perc to ease the pain yeah
Said I been going through some thangs yeah
Gotta keep my gun I don't know who to trust
Its YSL who fucking with

population
Because when I talk
It's like giving a proclamation
As time passes on
We loose more and more greats
Why can't we just put the guns down
And all be

Up outta my range
Niggas get strange when money ain't long
I see all of these hoe
Niggas singin the same song
I floss flippin that gray
And black Lac

flout around
We gone gun you down, steady mouthing in them songs come and show me some
That nigga Wreck a bitch, im tryna up the score
In that Honda out

all these days, my song gets better by the pressure i have and the sound im using stoops to a level so high only to sooth those that are fair a bird

time for us to give it the gun

Written by Linus Klestrup Larsen, Andreas Klestrup Larsen, Max Møller Hoffmeyer, Nicklas Løvén, Soren Andersen
Published

but ma dukes raised me right
This gun on my waist don't got no time to fight
I pour 4 zips all inside of my sprite
Bout to flash out don't you hide from

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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I

can’t switch
Haunted by your eyes and your kiss
You gon’ be the blindin’ light hold this gun
I don’t wanna try to lie to this one
Everything fine ’til I

I done ran off on the plug took his grams though (so what?)
You can't get a hunnid bands though
Nigga I just left outta the gun store blammed up (so

Put that boy on tv now its first degree
And that bitch nigga know he cant fuck with me
No shirt see the gun by the boxer briefs
Tryin tee off on me now

head for the beach
Put on our song and dance through the night 
You kicked off your shoes and we were spinning around and moving as one 

We're saying no

For the Record

Shyne

Godfather Buried Alive

2004

of 'em blessed you
( not nobody )
You know where they are, where they perform
Bust yo gun, stop makin songs
Please no more ghetto quran
You got money now

the way oo
I still dey wait I know the hustle go pay

He that lives by the gun will die by the gun
But the gun dey my house so it's living with me
No be