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Member days they used to clown now I caught em by surprise
You wont catch us down all my bruddas finna shine
Let me tell you right now it's gon be
or whatever baby, it's all love
Fuck all that rapping, let me talk to you
Book you a ticket, so we can kick it
Make an escape somewhere we'll be safe
Close your
to celebrate
It's a new day let's celebrate
Put up yo glass put down yo hate
And everything else that divides us
Roll up spark up them lighters, yea
Now we
'til my breath stop
I guess for now call me step pop
We toast for the night and drink for the day
The God shed a tear providing us rain
What a shame
anywhere
Who's gon' take my crew
I ain't gon' let it toast
I'm gon' take my crew
No ones going in my way
I ain't gon' let it roll
Someone's gon' take me away
Let's make a toast to creator pros in the days of old
You play your role, your lies'll ring out hollow like they plated gold
They say they know but
in search of fairer weather
And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast
To the slim chance of love's recovery
There I am in younger days, star
in search of fairer weather
And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast
To the slim chance of love's recovery
There I am in younger days, star
sup-pose you want to top the Billboard chart
Man I toast these rhymes and then pop like Pop-Tarts
Let's go beat for beat, and rhymes for rhymes
(Put,
you made it
I'm glad you made it
I'm glad you made it
I'm glad you made it
I'm glad you made it
Boy let's make a toast
Boy you made it let's make
They say we N-I Double G-E-R
We are much more
Still we choose to ignore
The obvious
Man this history don't acknowledge us
We was scholars long
And I chose you
Let us toast. Bless this night
Take my hand, valentine
Romantic breeze of death
Your black eyes take my breath
Let us toast. Bless this
The same machine
(A toast) To U.S. bases and nuclear weapons
To stopping pickets and pulling down fences
To British troops in northern Ireland
changed
4 by 4s, everyting's range
I don't chase girls
Only Henny gets chased
When they wanna wave at us
We get waved
And that's everyday
'Cause I
ain't fucking with us, you know
Let's toast to the good life, baby
Smoke that good
We'll take you to that next level
You got my back, I got yours
Let's
Let's make a toast to the damned
Waitin' for tomorrow
When we're played out by the band
Drowning out our sorrows
What will become of us now
playin' on the West Coast
Keep some pretty girls 'round me everywhere that I go
We made it out the streets, pop a bottle, let's make a toast
I run
the house want LPG
we doing some damage in the cabbage causing static
grab my automatic and let these putos have it
we these LPG's and we in the club getting
that we toast amongst us while y'all lackin' hope
All I do is write raps, stack, relax and smoke
Seeing my dreams come true stayin' humble in the eyes
to become less that He become more
In the Name of Jesus
My soul has been set free
Holy Spirit does the work the only ghost in me
So let us toast to the King
like it's toast
Homie you can have her I ain't tripping off these
Hoes
I had to take this risk to just get us in that ghost
They really start
the garage at the entrance
We rolled down the window and show him our credentials
Turrell flash the pass and he let's us continue
Metal detectors, phone
Can't wait to break out of these chains gotta pave my way
Can't wait to prove all of 'em wrong I still let 'em hate
Can't wait to toast up with
they call him Doc Loveless
He's going around saying he took the game from us"
Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin'
But he ain't
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