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night came the knock'n at our door
of officer Ham lit by the fire of a torch
The Johnson's ole mule went and threw a shoe
And with it there chance

Till I Drop

Gadget

Nine Lives [Best Buy Exclusive]

2012

I stick my dick up in this biz to get it off,
while I'm ticklin' the clitoris by stickin' it in soft,
just to trick 'em like I'm fickle and its

possession intent to supply it
Hell freeze over I take a lie in
My line fires non-stop I'm not lying
Longtime I been seeing marje crying longtime
She been out

some party at her mansion")
Homie, it's rainin, I ain't trippin off that
("Well nigga I am
That white bitch ass was fat
Fuck that, we rollin, be there in

thought,
What’s that about? 
Quiet won’t cut it, give me a shout,
Plagued by all of my self-doubt, 
Idgaf bout having clout, 
I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m

day we been going live
But now it’s 4am and I need you by my side
And the champagne cold
But she know that pussy fire
And it always give me life
But I

just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys

stream
Twoface chased you but she won’t beat me
To live or die, like black and white
your fate stained to blackout; tattooed and dyed

Entropy; Disdain

The dancer slows her frantic pace In pain and desperation Her aching limbs and downcast face Aglow with perspiration
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire

and the future
In a pall of algid fires and glacial quivers
No blood is willing to be she'd in memory of your sighs
No wind will agitate the trees' fronds

the daughter that she raised
Making deals with God to get her spared
And someone just got rescued from the fire that took their home
And someone just got back

compadre, when you snapping back.
You put out Armando's fire turned around and left it on the shelf.
Now the embers are all ashes, you've been burned by

undivided pussy on my face by any means
You ready boo, everything is edible including you
We dancing on the roof while snipers cover fire other routes

By then daddy's hair was turning white
And I had to be mama's little man
But as sure as my daddy's back grew weak
My mama's faith grew strong
And those

Yeah, yeah
Mmm, yeah

Lit it up, I'm the one that's feeling on fire (It's lit)
Live it up, looking at my G, we go higher
I earned the whole

This Place

Cage

Kill the Architect

to reconnect, being ideally far
From yourself because you hated who you really are
Let it catch fire, wasn't frightened by the spark
Let it Burn out, I can see

Something To Believe In

Fashawn

The Ecology

2015

Guess I'm at a crossroads, lost hope and I lost quotes
My heart smokes for the fire that ya'll done provoked
For the disbelievers guess the game was

The Warlock

Necromantia

Crossing the Fiery Path

of wrath
Demons and werewolves, dance by the fires of sin
The woods echo with the virgin's scream
I make love with Babylon's whore
As Satan watches pleased

I'll forget
You've all betrayed me)

Us fine? We're not, little liar
Fuckin' liar, set him on fire
(You're fucked)

Burn your house down, bitch, I'm

Legs oops, it’s over, you dead
Say goodbye now niggas gettin’ wiped out
And I ain’t gonna stop ‘til there’s
Blood all over the White House
Tell George