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Angel:
My work is done, 
My task is o'er, 
And so l come, 
Taking it home,
For the crown is won,
Alleluia. For evermore. 
My Father gave
In charge

with none of these hoes

Feel like I'm the goat
Feel like I'm the goat
Feel like I'm the goat
Feel like I'm the

Goat g o a t four fucking letters

I got

Win or lose it doesn't matter
As long as you're meant for the top
No one else can steal that swagger
These rappers they try but they flop
If it comes

band
I want to wear a crown of glory
When I get home to that good land
I'm goin' there to see my brothers
They passed before me one by one
I'm just

now
I'm up, bitch
Grab life by the horns and made me a crown

Heavy is the head but it'll never weigh me down
Black mask or button up shirt
I'm puttin'

a couple miles
Treat me like a king I don't need no crown
Bought whole 7 call that a touchdown
Good smoke when ya boy come round
Weed riot yea I'm smoking

I handle business by myself, don't need a secretary
Only my engineer and producer are necessary
Success is coming and it's not finna be temporary
Now

say 
Go away      go away

Me sef I want to play oh

Life nah turn by turn no rush your time go come 

Mama say do good cuz the tables dey turn 

So

today
No body stay ok
Bring my gold bottle
No body sleep today
No body stay ok

Yoo shory me  chama  me de big fixe
La o teu damo lhe chama de big bitch

nigga, don't get it fucked up
36 O's, still do the front tuck
How could you ever think that
Rap had me pumped up
When that powder white come
In by

Yeah shouts to RAW Papers
I'm rollin' up as we speak

Hold up nigga, what's your angle
Nah man, we don't fuck with lame-o's
My niggas old school like

a living and there's making a life
Lessons from an old man made a young man wise

5 o'clock comes slow, but the years sure fly by
And don't let 'em tell

Mad Lizzy

Craig Herbertson

A Health to the Ladies

2008

Mad Lizzie she is waiting for the setting of the sun
Her mind is on the morrow and the ordeal yet to come
Twelve times the moon has lit its weary way

a pile by the lake
the Beetle King summoned his men,
and from the top of a Rhododendron stem:
calling all volunteers!
who can carry back here
the Great

Real quick
But suddenly the truth comes real quick
Klick Clique your man’s a child real quick
So Klick Clique you got gas real quick
When they flash that

to die
reading the script
of the play that we lead
christ I'd die again
o' if I could save you now
you knew this had to come
spare me the sacrilege
this

well with you
Oloun ti fi e sori o ni diru loruko Jesu
You shall overcome all your struggles
And the Lord shall crown all your efforts in the mighty name

hallelujah
I just picture every thing before it's time to do it
Now I'm fit to be king I'll make my crown in music
So smart that they try'na make the kingdom
I

gather all around me 
And they come for the crown
I gotta chill and kick it back. What will I do now?

My blood boil
But never will blood spill 
I'll never

really from the state
Not from the O
I'm from the K
Yeah yeah
They don't really know what to say
When the squad pull up like a weight
Yeah yeah
This gun

the chick had a sexy gown and
Her ass was so fat you were
Nowhere around so fair it sounds to
Me to go down on you
(when you come back home) 
But I had to let

You're a bitch to the crown
Keep your own people down
You've got nothing to protect
But you're keeping the sect
For your own damn brothers you got no

Run for Cover

KJ-52

Remixed

my reasons 
You can ask Harrison Ford what lies beneath us

[Chorus]
I am what I am when it all comes down
You know it's a warning when you hear

a cap and gown
I demand the throne and the crown
Tell 'em I want it now (Ha)
Hair swinging when I'm shooting like
O-Dog in that movie
Zombie gang fully