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by a crawl, even if don't want to
'Cause life keeps throwing me curveballs
From my birth to today's hurdles
And I don't know if I can take more
I got

a the sound form by now
seek for namde
seek the true down the formin'
all the mean this out from me
di hollow chennamassaccinight
summed in the funny track
some

1000 times I told you how I will never fall
In love, I don't need a man, I am in control
But lately I have found I'm dreaming of you...
My vow to be

kickin in like whiskey, gin and 3 shots of patron
I'm feelin it, you feelin fit, let's get you out them clothes
Let's get that imagination goin, freaky

tear off the roof
Trust my shot, I always follow through

Weak inside, had to trust my drive
Took control of the paint quick
Run it back, man fuck that

by his side and 
       Trying to muster some hope 
But the amount of dope 
In his system, can not be resisted 
His mouth is broke and  twisted 
Can he

mean it, no matter what you need
I'll ride for you even, if my life it costs me

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Day after day goes by, and closer we become
I can't

have\

Prechorus - 
|Plauged| [native man],
|cursed| [sacred land].
|Slaves| [claimed by spain],
|herds| [locked in chains].

Chorus 1 - 
[c plague] |upon

losing control  

Blowing your mind 
With this hit
Don’t worry bout it 
I’m ready to
Set it off

Taking command 
Like a man
Like a woman

VERSE 1
If your

how to truly build for two/
So when you bust once, let me come inside/
Control your body, talking nasty/
Looking in your eyes/
I move slow, you feel me

again
I'm gonna be so elegant
The relevance of my benevolence is everything

As time went by
I realised you can't just drop out
But I'm telling you man

at war 
To do better than before 
I promised and I swore 
I'm too easy to ignore 
And so hard to root for 
So I rap to build rapport 
Till you feel me in

yeah, ey, look

In my summer clothes and my summer robe
Imma do it like I did it seven years ago
Pop it off and keep it bumpin', shit about to blow
I just

a wrong n*gga,
I don’t pick and choose anybody gets stepped on n*gga,
FN 5-7 choppa it's a long pistol,
Pistol whip with that dirty hot glock it been a cold

Again (here we go, two, three)

Can you picture it?
5-foot-8 and gold chains
Douchebag, sad, it's no taste
Getting nauseous just thinking of his

worried bout how they glistening
The words missing
A certain something
They copycats
I’m the Black Dahlia
You can tell the difference
By the precision in

Pussy

Strings

The Black Widow

2000

P.U.S.S. to the why that's my pussy

Chorus

Pussy rules niggaz don't understand the world is ran by pussy alone
Fuck a man everything it motivates so don't

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Jigzaw

Jiggi

2019

Jigzaw
Hafti Abi, Jiggi, Diggi
Gib ihnen
M3, Hamid!

Sag, welcher von den Spastis will die Regeln verändern?
Ich hau' die Grillz in dein

hell, it's democracy
Who owns the press, we can guess, the ones with the money
One man, one vote, but still they gloat, the media has control
Three party

kicking up my feet, oohwee, no stressing, c’mon

1, 2, 3, 4
I declare a rap war
5, 6, 7, 8, feel the ground beneath you shake
Hear my squadron roaring while

Get's real cold in my soul till I blackout
I don't even know and I don't wanna ask now
Wanna do shows lose control and spazz out
Touched a new zone

The other turn wasn't made
Do you remember the phone
That you rang three years ago?
Drunk, dead, or just half asleep
I never felt in control

Don't you want

two more things that are out of my control
Baby, I make three

If I write back to you

man the wannabes oughta be gone
So convincing like a robbery over the phone
I ain't destined then the prophecy probably wrong
Ain't no way to put it