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never been there, so what do they know? One therapist said that when Ash started to talk like this about the plane, all positive and happy, that it was
slinging crack, I was seventeen fascinated by the stacks
Running with dangerous niggas and packing gats
Uh, the shit thrill me, looking so clean
the shit by the truck
And the scheme worked like a beauty
So after a couple years we injured ourselves in the line of duty
And of course the agencies
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
and affected by your irresistible grace
And Lord that means something
Take my heart and then clean something
Make me mature and help me endure please
Deliver me
(haha, here we go again)
Conspiracy Theory, international version
(The Evil Genius, Green Lantern)
Let's go
Does it make you mad when I switch my
LIVING THE LIFE - FUTURE FAMBO
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MONEY MAKE ME HAPPY, MONEY MEK
SCUUUSH!!!
MONEY MEK MONEY MEK ME HAPPY
CHO
MONEY
a passion
So I keep it movin in an orderly, fashion
Pedal to the floor -- peep the Jim Crow law, mind control theory
Y'all niggaz don't hear me,
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
the markings of a martian
I'm a market, buy nigga
Close doors then we cook more every track is a drive-by with the live venom
My take never delayed i'm a deacon
the enemy, not my energy
I'll be spendin' plenty of time
Inside the books that I bought
Got audios and regulars
Quite the party goer and reveler
"So
or ruin, my theories of mics
Sony or Aiwa, black or white, I fit in all stereotypes
Search for a cast to plot, I make you a laughin' stock
So shook, I
so high, fly on a higher octave
Toxic, eyes wide staring at the apocalypse
Sippin' from pearl goblets with gold droplets
The cover that I write in
from nothing, the big bang theory
Clearly, I was dealt a bad hand
But I'm not the one, you discard in trash cans
So treasure, the crooked nineteenth
meds that work preserve my enthusiasm
At a happy accident
I wanted joy so bad
I made my anger and frustration
Into immoral stains of personality
I can
of Reimers
Born happy but seven months grown
Urine issues came in the form of Phimosis
So of course, as parents would do
Took 'em to the doctor to get
of Reimers
Born happy but seven months grown
Urine issues came in the form of Phimosis
So of course, as parents would do
Took 'em to the doctor to get
Yes, it's number one, it's Top of the Pops
I've just come in at number 25
I'm oh, so happy, so glad to be alive
And everybody says it's gonna
Yes, it's number one, it's Top of the Pops
I've just come in at number 25
I'm oh, so happy, so glad to be alive
And everybody says it's gonna
i could take your so proclaimed
Beef and turn it to jerky
You got the money i want
And the bitch but she still flirting with me
It's cold where
and profit is not my amenity
I'm just here to get popped by the cops
Get popular so I can discredited in a documentary by the enemy
While in a homicidal,
Due to loops im losing count of all the delicate days
I'm so tired of living constrained by etiquette's ways
Try to grow, been in chains by my pessimist
the gun for opps
Way way back then, if they hadn't changed
That wouldn't have really showed them the way
How can I clean off someone's slate
When I got so
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