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the tradition of giving diamond engagement rings is something hallowed, historical and healthy. Dead f*cking wrong my friend.
It’s a modern development, a dirty

Time to go in
I'm unloading my thoughts
Mind of a man
Who been chosen by God
Life on the edge
Inspired my best
Provided me with
This emotional heart

The only cache you'll take from me
Is the kind that'll blow up
Nobody knows who you are anymore
This rap is your resurrection
You're nowhere near my level

I don't know (How) it slowly takes control
It bubbles up inside and hollows out my mind
All I see is what we used to be
Every moment clear - I'm all

down
This version 30 and I’m still unsatisfied so indecisive wow
Fuck it I change my mind let’s provide the sound
Put all this work in it better work out

the tank
Make it range out
For more mileage
Sorry sorry my college
Was in default
Miseducated
Before higher education
The morgue into legislation
Record my

what what what what what what we really need 
Is more people
If I need to wipe my butt
We need more people
What if my nose has snot
We need more people

Didn't expect this from the kid
Didn't respect that I'm legit
Didn't accept me but I'm His
Living Water I'll take a sip
Word my weapon, unload

I.O.U.

Jimmy Dean

Country Spotlight

1991

usually find a little 'ol piece of dog-eared poetry. I was cleaning out my wallet the other day and ran across a whole bunch of I.O.U's, some of 'em

impressions of big i'm the greatest
Alive but no disrespect to
The dead of course my patience is
Short but my weapons is big
Disconnect this nigga neck and his

broke
All the way up
That's why, ion even call to say wsup
You tried to fix it but the holiday sucked
Fuckin wit my heart strings like when you fall

To three hearts, we're all soulbound
To another who lets our hearts fall down
Enemy or friend
It's a weapon when
You bleed
From another's Scar
Be

a toll
They made us so the way to go is to break us off and make us hope
Mother Earth is modest but she never has a veil to wear
They followin' my

I'm terrified in the worst kind of way
One minute I'm fine then I'm wrapped in chains
Of a new world out there waiting for me
And it seems the worst

bout my crew, they'll off them boys
Need a crib in the hills, where the Bitcoin spills out the window sills
See the whip, yeen tripping, issa yacht in

and the smelling salts
My rhyme is more
Than a fight or a bout
You ain't goin' down
Boy you're goin' out
No count necessary
Cause you ain't gettin' up
Bad mouthin'

start to fall of the rib
Feed em good crack they spend every dollar for a hit
Here's a version where you live by what you give and what you said
In

she was pregnant for the Filipino, they were very angry and she was kicked out of the house and everything seemed to turn around (for the worst) really

moving slow
Can you keep discretion
Which way am I going
I got no direction
Help me fore I fall
Can you catch my blessing
Fore my heart gives out
Need

The Massive Improve'lence

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

say it? 'nay'kin'? oh!

Harry-as-a-boy:
I think this is going too far, mr. thing-fish! I haven't even had a chance to fall in love, or to grow

to infinity like a fifty beef I hold a
grudge like holding my Hennessy I never blacked out I wanna cash out
they say don't fall for that capped out nigga maxed

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is

a fishy feeling
Normally Walt joke on the phone, this time he over serious
My heart droppin'
I'm like, "yo, what is it?!"
He say he with T.Y

and they weapons is drawn
The Bible say no weapons shall prosper or evil be formed
But the devil's on my shoulder and he riding along
I'm a Flight One Nigga