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You know
I been at this for like
7 years now
And
I sacrificed a lot
Gain some people
Lost some people
Yea
I had to learn it the hard way
Niggas

As down the glen one easter morn to a city fair rode I
There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by
No pipe did hum no battle drum did

Rich as fuck, laid-back, Bitch
Du siehst im Spiegelbild dein Gay-Gesicht, ich den „Yeah you made it“-Blick
Ich hab' das Game gefickt und jetzt

the pages
of a velvet dream
While you're cursing
your bad name
Waiting in an empty room
Watching frame by frame
Why it happened just like this
Why nothing's

look

Killem a venom I don need a gun
Hit em I get em ma goal is a shot
I am a demon the bars are hot
Lookin like god n I’m blesssin em all

Amen
Pagan

hail my brOTHER dem weY holD it down
I stay far from these bitches wHAT deh want from me?
She step my house to see me unannounced
Bitch why you come

N to the E to the R-V-E j, K
Yo

I'm ready for war
So ready or naught I'm coming
To settle the score you better get off
Because I ain't stopping till

get it 
Swag on point 
Let’s talk about digit 

Guns and bullet 

Let’s talk about Runs 

How much is your 
Budget  

Let’s talk about love 
Let’s talk

to the mountains
Smokin on gas yeah we blow
It by the pound bitch, nah
In the foreign car in the stolen car
I be with the stars you know who we are
I be cookin' up

the window I fling

Like I'm watched by the pit boss
A feeling in my gut like Rick Ross
Chips in the air chuck a deuce and get lost

I don't give a fuck
I was

I know you're coming here to snoop
Trying to get a leg in my hola hoop
I see you brought the big guns
Picking out your bullets one by one

I ain't

die
Tote a gun by any means, I wanna opp to testify
Don't give a fuck about this rap shit, say my name and say goodbye
Time to show these niggas who

Car parts sell
If you ride the road
Can you hear the ticks 'n tacks
Tacky smiles
I'm in the zone
When you grab me by the reigns

I feel a little

on Clint
Yeah , uhh
So I keep my gun? crack cause I never scared
So hell no!we gonna play it there without or no fairs
So no doubt about me know my heart

but my style ain't free Ho This K-A-Y-H-E-N-D-R-I-X-X

ZaZa it got me usin' my reflex, bye-bye, nigga, Got hit by the ski man
Smokin' on gas, so I'm

Verso :
If he wan sum
He can get sum
Long ting, big ting shoot n guns
Mami tek it easy issa red wit mad ting
Ese booty me la sube esa chapa tan thick x2

that shit surprising
All the lies you told that what got us all divided
When we started off this whole thing was so exciting
Came in guns blazing love is

broke before  
But How it feel to be Paid 
Gun jammed at 17 
That coulda been my first body
Yea I lost a couple fights
I ain't no Ali or Rocky
I Did time

Street Life

T-Bone

The Last Street Preacha

2001

of hell wit no bail
Chained up, captive and tortured by the enemy's spell
Who hears my cries from these lonely jail cell
And what do I profit to lose my

In 1979 the Labour government was brought down over its failure to grant even limited autonomy to Scotland as had been promised in its manifesto.

me
changing
i am leaving
i am leaving
a loner a loon
howling at the moon
write it in the sky
rock n roll will never die
and
i thank you very much
if

got nothing to prove, fuck with camoflauged
She die, you gun' die tonight
If that bullet don't kill you, then you gon' bleed from a dog bite
My shit

these fibers are delicate
Bitch on some etiquette, suck on my elephant
I am surrounded by guns like the president
Police they try to roll me for

Damn right muhfucka got that gangsta music
Better hold on to your head cause Imma make you lose it
If I make ya clap ya hands then Imma make ya