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willed to her by her late mum). So, he didn’t treat her well, he had instilled the poverty mentality in her, so things were really difficult. Shaine’s
a friend like me
I'm down for you, so ride with me
My enemies your enemies
'Cause you ain't never had a friend like me
Nobody knows where we'll be
My
the younger moon attained with love.
It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above.
I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand.
There's
with a local fratricider
Who told me all this stuff and more:
Well I rode up to Springfield on my motorcycle
And I's gonna stay with my younger
spread hate
Heavy metal we settle and set shit straight
Hit gates in my younger days, from the policeman
Me and my clan used to dance thicker than
straight
Hit gates in my younger days, from the policeman
Me and my clan used to dance thicker than quicksand
Supply and demand the hand is quicker than
it's snowflakes, a fireplace and you
In younger days the chill never entered my bones
But when it snows outside now
I'd rather stay at home.
And sit by
to give up
I'm in a time loop
An aging haze
My hairs getting looser and looser by the day
I didn't even know know know know know
I'm waiting on the answers
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
with you is just so heavenly
Glitter to my shine
Shine(shine)
Hell for me
Few day away and it was hell ya see
Lately and thinking don’t go well
For me
on a plate
See I grew up in London
Where the olders talk but the youngers ain't listening
I was given dirty looks by the priest at my christening
No food in
Yeah, fuck Skepta
Junior
Meridian War
N17
London
This is what music sounds like in my dreams man
Mental
Yeah, I'm in my zone
Livin' a life
Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag
When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag
With an apple for my teacher 'cause I knew I'd get
Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag
When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag
With an apple for my teacher 'cause I knew I'd get
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
the younger moon attained with love.
It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above.
I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand.
There's
Torturing rats with a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of flies
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but
a friend like me
I'm down for you, so ride with me
My enemies your enemies
'Cause you ain't never had a friend like me
Nobody knows where we'll be
My
to be a mercenary
Now I work in a merchant bank, I'm well-liked by the senior ranks
Though behind my back the juniors call me fairy
And how can I
to be?'
Well, the boys didn't like this delaying,
And one of the younger ones swore
At the silly old fool of a master,
And the satisfied smile that he
help you choose it (2x)
I'm so glad I got my website,
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I got 20 videos, buy 'em all on dvd,
I'm so glad I got my website,
all day instead
Cause you got all it takes
You’ve got the soul and the face
When we were younger
It all came by itself
And we were stronger
Than anybody
to the better days
'Cause crime pays, and in time
You'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
So many changed on me,
to the better days
'Cause crime pays, and in time
You'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
So many changed on me,
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