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How I be killing all these beats like Bundy in the Greek house

They try intruding on my talent told ya’ll to keep out

Fucked this girl

"Why is she so small?"
"Monty, make it stop"

Mister Roberts choked on a yoghurt
Mister Beezles mauled by weasels
If you're after buckets of gore

"Why is she so small?"
"Monty, make it stop"

Mister Roberts choked on a yoghurt
Mister Beezles mauled by weasels
If you're after buckets of gore

we get it each way
When I'm in a funk I put on dunks like the east bay
Withdrew four by hundred like a relay
Withdrew four by hundred like a relay
Let

know the way
Employed by us
Still you don’t see
So leave us alone
And just let us be free

(Give it to me Brian)

If you died how are you here?
Please kill me with the nearest spear! (Oh I'll clear it up)

[Sora:]
So I turned into a heartless, then brought back by

before my mama cry
Body ate by so many bullets, been crossed by so many niggas
Da hate be so real, make me feel like da realist nigga
See they'll hate u

grinding
And by 88, I still haven't aged but to heaven I'll prolly be rising
So shoutout Rich Brian
For the inspiration
Look at me, pay attention
I don't

by
What you don't know bout me fine
Just know you roll with the one
With me you'll never be done

So we hop back in it
cnd you know how we spin it

leaving this place with a peice by my side
Ima reasonable guy
All seasonal grind
With ah meaningful mind
An mdob and a meeting with Brian
I'm eagle nest

know that it too late
I don't wanna play this game
I don't know how i gonna say
Im poppin pills i can't feel my
Im poppin pills i can't feel my Brain

the moonlight, we dance with the cast
Kaido, Dixon, party of the precast
Summer, winter, cool times harassed

How many times did the world get passed
By the worst

I'm the best and
I call it competitive confidence, not vanity
It's not my fault them man
Got a childish mentality
They don't know how to make
A tune for

seen her come
And I wouldn't talk around her thought I'd say something dumb like
Where's your day?
How's you from?
Nice hands girl!
Play the drums?
Back

Admire my hustle, surviving the struggle
It's fair game , I push em to the side that's Brian Russell
I'm MJ, If iron sharpens iron with the muscle
Im

and my son, Brian. 
But how is it possible? I'm his only son and MY son was just born five years ago, and the 
letter?... hm... well, the letter was

(Brian Spencer)
Bands up (Ugh)
I just woke up, got my bands up
Hands up (Bitch)
That's a choppa, and a handcuff
Brace us (Brace us)
You a pussy,

By the hand across the threshold
Some are doomed from the get go
Soon as they put the flame to spoon
Their names are added to
The rising death toll

(OG Brian keep that shit bumpin')

Wake in the morning I got shawty on my mind
All I think about it is how she swing it side to side
Left right, left

Heavy Lighting

Dilated Peoples, Joe Chavez

Always Bigger And Better, Vol. 1

2000

and you're whack on the fader
I make you shake a double take, step in motion sensors
Hit the stage spotlights on the towers and the fences
Now you see how

Before the Dawn

April Wine

Harder...Faster

1980

(brian greenway)
Published by greentunes, inc. - bmi

Lori, laura, lori, lorelei
Sunshine in the night
You're makin' everything worthwhile
You know I

LADY G - CALLING OUT

Written by: Janice Fyffe and Shae Mills
Produced by: Brian Kotler & Bobby Pottinger

Yow
The way Earth ah run right ya now mi

of resentment towards you
Incessant screaming back and forth is that we do
Now I'm stuck feeling lost like how'd we get here
Hanging on by thread ain't no more

inherit
A love they by thrust, the love of a single parent
Apparent fire in her eyes, picking the seam-lines of her dress
Scenery, she was wearing