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Big bags she lit
Highway moving bricks
Highway moving bricks
Keep a stick
Shorty official
No ref
Just get
Paper by da bags
She lit
Them credit cards

of this world, the flow is from another planet
They say the devil is in the details
Fear of God essential, ain't no devil in my retails
I got all this fire

out a rental
On an island surrounded by lean I'm secluded
Got a PHD in za you niggas just my students
5GLO we on your block we don't miss when we

horsemen arrive
I've done performances live
In empty auditoriums
Ignored by scores of them
Unfortunate?
Of course it is
But I remain victorious
Why?
Cause

mercy and forgiveness
Yeah you heal my soul
Blinded by the wrong lights you helped me see
Put me back on track yeah you set me free
Set my soul on fire oh

one mans he still went head and told
Making sure to watch the niggas that are real close
Muffins y'all niggas is throwing muffins
Niggas ain't up in

Living with anxieties
Struggling with addiction
Yáll think I be on sobriety
Praying that y'all fire me
Forked tongue spells I'm a liar
See me in

to send me
Back to cold cuts
It's in God's time is what I told bro
The young bull won't understand
Til he get older
So example I lead it by
To stay on point

still ill
Even he lookin' at me like for my own good Shit, I'm too real

My fire works, so don't let it spark Dogs, they all bite not just here to bark

a vegetative state a V8
Then all of a sudden it's D-Day
But I still have and am gonna eat my cheesecake
Until the day that my hair greys
I'll set fire

In the studio they shout, get this foolish nigga out
But this dog ain't leaving till they pull him by the snout
And when the muzzle coming off, he

Marino throws deep downfield. It is caught by fire
Touchdown, Dolphins
You talk about championship courage
You talk about a will to win

A flame

aint even surprised
You a blonde why you gotta play into the stereotype?
I ain't never fail a class in my muthauckin life
Cuz if my parents found out, I

don't move for next year, you're not movin' smart
Not ahead of myself, no early starts I went by myself, I got us in hard
You ain't got a hit like you

writing it maybe like twenty minutes (oh)
Proper culture means justice sickens (oh)
Beat the case but you still under witness (oh)
Fight wit fire jus

Can You Hang?

Lunasicc

A Million Words, A Million Dollars

1998

I'm ready to blast 
Full of traps, hopin' that my gun don't get smoked 
If I go broke, he bring me back 
I'm deep in this game of sellin' dope

The Deceitful

Thyrfing

Valdr Galga

sail your fleet

On the flaming sea, you stand in the stern
Still you are laughing, in the fire you must burn!
So Thyr, where is your right hand?

alone in my emptiness,
gratefully I'll receive your pain.
Unworthy to some light
I long to embrace you fire.
I'll be the tomb where you spread your seed

to escape
But yo there isn’t enough time in a day
And as I’m writing this, I wonder what Derius would say
Now that he made it to the sunshine he can finally

on the trainers cause that shit be frowned on 
Put a nigga in the dirt turn a nigga to a groudon 
send a nigga to the poke center now he getting clowned on.

keep screamin'
"Bandgang" with no
Money in yo' fuckin' pocket, nigga
That's a shame
Huh, I swing the Draco, and I can't lie
I choose violence
I'm

showin off my ass

Pass lil bro a play you know that he caught it like a snag
Why the fuck do they talk about opps all day niggas fags
By the way you act I

can still recall, a little innocence I was
So that little creature's innocence I took
I can still recollect the way that it looked
Its gaze fell, it

thing but came in a different package
I already did that homie you can have it
I set the bar to where I know your ass can't grab it

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