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demons, wanna pound my head up on the f@!#&^ cement, But instead I repent, You getting tired being surrounded by yes men? I’m tired of all the nonsense,
matter There's a new macaroon shop opening up near you Hey sir what do you think of climate breakdown We don't give a shit, me and my wife like it when It
donu0027t lemme feel the pain A not healed tattoo gets peeled off my skin little by little with a plastic pin A missin' warrant, a break in A vampire without
meet are like Ken to me nie. I was trying to stretch a 7 out to the end of the month. I’m dropping pounds around my town clients gym to me now. Niggas
for you You ain't a killer Dog who the fuck lied to you? And I don't even fuck with y'all ballerinas Tryin' to tiptoe by me I'mma stab your team up
and melodies And i'm just hoping that rose would save me But i guess it's too late "The velvet up in flames what a sight to see" Part 4: 180mph fueled by six
letta black soggin, treaty, the ledger Government minted, chedder, promisary and lettered New order, enough to register kill or be killed measurers Take
replies back gun by gun Past Seven Wrecks I read your four answers: 1. your move 2. I'm tres involved 3. move on 4. love, Beth I walk it down This
in the party like (what!) Where my niggas at? (what!) Where my bitches at? (what!) Bartender where the liquor at? [Raekwon] Aiyyo, seven thick ribs
enormous cheddar Fuck a Fugees sweater stay Wu-Wear fly polo Pepe jeans new boots kid labelled in solo Rolled my dolo, killed from the east Me and Reef left
the one that get my trust Yeah, he the one that slangin' drugs Even I don't really give a fuck (Da da da) I think he just misunderstood (Da da da) That
and hit a buck without crashin', fuck My drug passion got a nigga stashin' fast, what? One love to hillbillies, run forever out to Chile Playin' the cuts
boom, boom) Ayo, peace seven, I had a fetish for the MAC-11s (brr) Since an adolescent (brr), learnin' lessons, got my shot perfected Eyes beheaded,
Now niggaz drink brew, guzzle Lucefer stew Young E, only eleven, got a three-fifty-seven And said he sold drugs by day 'cause havin cream was
favorite meal 7 Eyewitness News reporter Justin Moore explains gotta find a job Twelve employees are out of work Tonight after a fire Causes GiGi's soul food
streets now No apologies for bein' me now Only makin' songs if I'm killin' every beat now I never live by the compliments Twenty-seven, unmarried, still
in the game doing it like me I’m surrounded by history A legend in the making K-Rino said homie that it’s Mine for the taking Can’t mess with
behind bars A warrior, my story defined by my scars Seven thirty verbal, my word work circle You a jerk, fool I burn you like your birdds do Let me hold
gotta focus on ball He say he down for least 7 when come out he need me to be a star. A lil later he sentenced and I caught a growth spurt. God giving
and break down a pack 1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by
believe it’s ‘88 and I’m crack You can tell the shit’s mine By the navy blue caps new York Yankee fitted The Bronx was the beginning Where cats got cement
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