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freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry

There's a hole in Jake's floor, nobody knows where it goes
I'm listening to '96 Jealousy Woes
Everybody knows, my homie named Joe
I'm a Career Boy,

GAWNE (feat. KXNG Crooked & Craig Owens) –LYRICS

[Verse 1: GAWNE]
I swore to the G.O.D…
I was finna get mine…
Cause mama you done made it out

killed, some people, right
But see, I’m innocent, right
Involuntary manslaughter
But I’m no worse than that Harry Potter
So here I give, just one last kiss

got me arrested
Sent to jail and shit
She even tried to kill a nigga
But she so fine
It's like I can't stay away

Sit back little homie 
Let me set

My 19th Birthday

Dave

Game Over

2017

where my heart is
Never again 
I had to tell her that we're better as friends
I never messaged again
Every message I send, ends up in a group chat

chase it with booze, one little taste it'll do
Maybe I'll take it and snooze, then tear up the stage in a few
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Fuck

and comfort you
Listen, I'll be there
But I will see you through

Oh, oh, oh, oh

You never close your eyes anymore
When I kiss your lips
There's no tenderness

that shit
But me...bitch...I'm all about it...
Guess what I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit
I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, and the Silly Rabbit,
Cut

had to bleed
Here I go rockin' Fear of God but I don't fear nobody but me
Here I go rockin' Rick Owens with the Plain Jane Rollie (yeah)
Baby, I

catch you in a Ford, with a Ruger
(Poppin) Off
I just killed em all momma look
My DEATHNOTE done did its job
But I gotta little prob
Bitch now I’m hooked

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)

set up by my nigga
Destroyed by my nigga and almost killed by my niqqa

Want money I'm a dreamer, ey
Kill beat without the demons, ey
I'm a killer

Young mothers (that's right)
I feel ya (hey)
I know how it is
Mama's just a little girl
Don't nobody understand
I feel ya

She was born

Trust Nobody

Master P

Mama's Bad Boy

1992

you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody

[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2

[master p]
One by one in this

moment right here
My whole mofuckin' life nigga foreal
And I promise
I promise
To Grind Right
And Never Dwell On Love Again
Ms Owen's use to call

a blitz like I'm Vick
(Wooaahh)
You say that you never been loved by nobody like this
Gon' get you Balenciaga got you drippin' type shit
(I said move)
You

me juego vago, dolo kilo)
What? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, wrist, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Uno, I killed it)

CELINE by my face, ain't seeing no evil
Do my own

Dear, mini me
Little baby boo
Let me tell you something just in case you never knew
I was only 17 when I wished upon you
As I walked the avenue
Just

trust nobody so I'm stuck up by my own way
I don't need nobody but myself, I'm by my lonely
Pride is on my body so I never care what they say
Momma said I

Da Cypha

Wyclef Jean

The Ecleftic: 2 Sides II a Book

2000

Attract
Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of spades
I'll kiss you wit' a blade when I think I'm gettin' played
Made woman, you never in bed with

Little party never killed nobody

Have a trip with me baby
Explore a little Crawley
Have some beers and get crazy
Little fun, little lovely
Kiss me my

The One With My Friends

Fern

Marty for President

2015

his old boy spit it like an old veteran
Fernie
Aha, I was old boy spitting like an old veteran

I'm in a lane by myself
Ain't checkin' for nobody

erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you