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whoever you can, other than Allah to help, if you speak the truth
If then they do not answer you, know then that the revelation, this Quran, is sent down
the back door, by the way
Why you tryin' to play that mack fo'?
If a nigga gotta pay a triple x hoe,
Then you gotta be a hellafied nympho
Open up let some
by the way
Why you trying to play that mack for?
If a nigga gotta pay a triple X hoe,
Then you gotta be a hellafied nympho
Open up let some air
and your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me last time that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Bills fly
don't mind just scraping by
And by
Now the walls are closing in on us
We're trapped like mice
Trying to stumble our way out of this maze
Who is left
I only have a life in a vaze
My mind is lost in a maze (no way)
I cannot get love nor fame
My body is trapped in a hall of pain
A hall of pain,
With thirty banditos
Headed their way
He looked back just in time
To see a horse stumble
The captain went down
And Bill pulled up on his reigns
When you out with me
Don′t gotta worry about a bill
You just stack your bread
I could help you save
Help you be the coach
Put you on to the plays
How did
of blood for a dee-posit.
And he 'splained it all to us how we was supposed to get to Telluride, which is fifty miles away by way of the regular highway,
seven days
(But the way that you're made is kinda making me think)
And all he made was you
(Maybe the time it was taking to make you was taken for
Na disease and mosquito
Way them dey spread, Dispossessed
Humiliated even by our own kind
Destination is extermination
Stay out of the line
As we count
Cop you a whip and a new place
These niggas is two faced
We on the paperchase
These suckers can't relate
All my niggas wanna live in a better way
We
A dedication to the independent woman
To the one working hard for hers
This is just my way to lettin' you know
I see you baby
And I brought
by
I magically float by, I'm casually Bill Nye,
The beaker is still dry, It's steaming in both eyes,
I breathe in and go numb, One drip of it still
Spent all my dough on my linens
Lack the melanin to be embellishing
Lyrical Ritalin Hellish and riddling
What the Hell is it
Just a middle man blessed by
Yeah
2016
Back when we were 15
Way before the nicotine and all we want's a small degree
Thinkin bout the good times and the bad time
This was way
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
I don't know what it is
Something's wrong with our eyes
We're seein' things in a different way
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
I don't know what it is
Something's wrong with our eyes
We're seein' things in a different way
Oh God of the armies of Heaven
Blessed are those who trust in you, trust in you.
First Verse:
True is to it
But I did not do it by myself, ya
neighbour and say
See the devil is a liar
No, I'm not gon' die
It's okay to cry
'Cause He's by your side
You gotta stop that hatin'
I know you don't
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
jealous cause I got it by the tons
Twenty fifty hundred, is how I count my bills
Then I take it slow because it runs into the mills
Brothers try to step
My bitch call me pretty
Yeah I guess she is too
I ain't leaving this city
All my bills are past due
Bitch prove what you gotta prove
Do what you
I'm upping the heat
You got a ghost writing for you behind the sheet
I was raised by concrete so I belong to the streets
Everyday is thanksgiving cause
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