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the microphone, I’m being constantly patted on the back and presented with flowers. There’s great shouting and excitement and really one can only convey a very
niggas get tribal
It's all about survival, nobody liable
I got caught by Five-0
Grandmama came to court with her bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now
break apart, and my oats will forever live to
Bless the world with my bread, I put leaven in it
The process had steps, there's eleven in it
We know this
to my arms
Take my hand
I'm full of grace
Lay your troubles over me
Feel the beat of my heart.
This is the end for mankind
There will never be
Another
atmosphere, but I didn't fill in the blanks
Had to get up out of there cause my mental health was at stake
I will change my fate, and you paved the way
We'll be
Z...
Rideout with the goons, demons get bruised
4s up or 2 2s
Swing it, ching it, dip it, rip it
Anything that's horrific (OO)
ESV I grip it
Headshot,
New-New
Walk faith - not by sight
The chosen few do (LETS GO)
Im the head and not the tail
I speak those things
Even if I look like Im loosing
Imma get my
chase pussy
But I'm still with the goons
If I get heated say fuck it
Then they gonna clear the room
No need to wonder my thunders
They out there
and awe, she amazed, surmised
And Dali paints a ghastly night
Ghostly by accounts of those men who write
Imagine what we'd do if no one knew
What's red is
her toddler effervescence that everything will be okay.
And during the global pandemic of 2020, we had our second daughter, Eva. With her arrival I
feel relieved
There is a lot I wanna say to you do to you
It's been a crazy day can you come with me flex with me
Only time will tell who we turn into
through the other side niggas get straight checked
See I'm a killer I only ride with G's
and I used to be a hot boy but now I slang CD's
Am I
conscious, tryna' walk on water
Feel the earth on me
You hatin', I'll be somewhere slayin' bitches by their face on me
Catch a fade, Kobe, with an eighth
Now my main wifey, dead as shaded chicks,
Official Lost Boyz since the year of 86
And fuck these crooked niggas I could kill em with a passion,
guess I'm doin' somethin' alright
Fuck a TomTom, drop a pin and get bowled over
Salty lyrics, with a chip on my shoulder
Anyone that hates me will get
Modern men with modern minds
Put money in my hands I will do what you want
Put money in my hands I will do what you want
Clementine clementine don't say
(yeah) (uh, uh)
Ay, yeah, yeah, and the string quartets (yeah)
Ray Chew and the Crunks
Uh, uh (one, two, one, two), you know
You gotta love it
(yeah) (uh, uh)
Ay, yeah, yeah, and the string quartets (yeah)
Ray Chew and the Crunks
Uh, uh (one, two, one, two), you know
You gotta love it
They won't let me get out
Cause they know I'll peel
I know that there's a lot
Of people doubting me (That's fine)
And I know a lot of folks
Are looking
That's the way it happens
On the Far Side of the World.
Back at home, it's afternoon
Six thousand miles away.
I will still be there when I get
of the Starship TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec
Practice what we preach before it go
Yes I got the gift to gab fo sho
Will I have to get the gat? No no
Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
But will have
that i would not open this gate to any before you
There will be no sweat, no bad smells, nobody has to take a bath
Nobody gets older, nobody gets tired,
Let me tell you bout a girlie who went by the name of Annabel
This ain't one that's for the weak so skip if you can't handle well
5'2 blonde hair
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