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Getting the packs in the mail
Call me Rio
Opps send me hate in the mail
It's still 3-O
Flip it up, make it a mill
Money is blinding for real
Love can

up me another mill
And I ain't doin' fraud
My dawg say he know where his mama live
And he a mama's boy
We can't find 'em make him shed a tear
We

the Word divide & He’ll conquer
We were found in the darkness
God sent the spark that made our hearts lit
Now there’s a fire burnin’ inside of us
Lord send

Numbers dont lie
Call me the one and only
Woke up in a bow tie
Forty thousand feet up so high
Where’s the ATM machine I hope that shit goes by

I like

you ain't bustin' fire, holmes, I'm tradin' yo' ass like Jerry Jones (well, damn)
Gone on and run along, run by myself, I come alone (go)
Drop my

On a cold starry night in the winter time
Stood three old men by a mill pond in the moonlight
And they spoke of their young men in the front line
How

how she
Says our last name anymore
The emphasis she puts on it
Like she's speaking in italics, "Veodrum"

"Row 57A, b" he doesn't look at her
And she

I've decided he's grumpily, by my discovery
5'9 is tryna be somebody
The upper echelon recognizes by his redundancy
Hov took you off Renegade like it

secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back

Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, past

Red Right Hand

Nick Cave

Box of Moonlight [Original Soundtrack]

1997

secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back

Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, past

Nocturnal eyes, distant wind
Olden lies, left behind
In this valley many souls came to die
Obscure complains by the mill
Over the plains time stands

greatest offence
And
What's the issue
With me being me
As far the word goes
I'm as good as can be
Cos it was done by the One
He brighter than the sun 
You

livewires
Quick to do a drive by
Wherever you got Wi-Fi, lit, like a powerline
Get right in a line of fire
Cocaine on the table make her get
Down

the fire out
For that we need rain, for now we got drought
Plus you still can't drink the water in Flint
You can't drink the water in Lahore
You can't drink

Remember getting paid every week
Tryna get a mill in a week
Tryna get a mill no meek
Blowing on strong no weak
Cop a g wagon no jeep
Barbecue a nigga no beef

Double sliding doors
Onto a wooden porch
Fire pit
Overlooking nature
Golf course
Up higher in the hills
Got me tweakin, cheesin
Can't sit still
We

it's like we keep losin' more rappers (too many)
Rest in peace to Dolph he put on for his trappers
He was independent he wasn't gettin' robbed by them

on a ride like Walt
So either way youre keeping your head and hands down, as if saying a prayer
But God ya'll seem not fear as I'm looking around
Ya'll still

Popping oxys, smoking chronic, but denouncing the harlots
It ain't harmless, but regardless, he's still working his hardest
To make the best of a bad

involved
'Cause I'm ducking all goofy rats Walt Disney
I'm authentic and never get caught in what's called envy
I'd rather dead a beat and call Nimy
Just

control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith

A descendant of Abram

Watch the youngin' walking down
His end game official

I start my day off bag
Chasing right by Oglethorpe
Equipped to let that K off
Drag racing in

a crib in the hills, 1 trip, couple 'mill
How a nigga fall asleep and still makin' sales
One hand on the wheel, couple bands on the meal
Playing

by FedEx way a nigga know yo whereabouts

Ain’t no lifeguard doing cpr but I’ll dive in that water & air you out

Ain’t no hibachi chef but I’ll crack