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shipping boxes it was 4 or 7 kilo
Supply vs. demand is like these bitches with they hands
And they demand to speak to the man with a plan
Well,
Bitch I am

"Friday, December the twenty second, 1911. Camp 44, about seven thousand one hundred feet
Temperature, minus one. Barometer, twenty two point three

My Strategy

Mr. Shadow

Born Without a Konscience

your sector the hector of the one is who you're talking to
You better look me in my eyes or catch a shot or two
Do you really have a clue of what can

off the top Like toupé
Touché!
or touchy, either way you know what I mean and you can't touch me
The 91, 2, 3, 6, 7, 8 Bulls, or the bloody all blacks

Avery

In Newton Ferrers he was raised, by water we begin
In Plymouth town, he could be found, scuppered there on gin 
In the wake of Francis Drake he

But I can't find the reason
Oh my God, I'm only on my way back down
Seven miles to make it out this two-star town
Thinking of the words she said

to gossip or throwin' stones
Has no time for breaking hearts
He's too busy breakin' bones

(Verse 2)
twas about 7:30, nother town a week ago
That 8-second

You on get it 
Tell ‘em play this song again 
Let it ride 
Whale In that crypto shit 
Shiba Inu 
Got 2 billion 
Double down in crypto winter
Summer time

you can't really OD on any cush strain 
This is for the young niggas who OD on these drugs cause the pain 
How it all just changed in a second man

on you in seconds
Lil' mama, we can kick it, but I got an important question
Who payin' for them trips, bitch, you work at 7-Eleven
Not me, not me, not me

the sticks
Gotta take the highway, getting on the 5
Looking for a second chance
Looking 4 that fix
She got 3 friends that don't want me in the picture
2

like lemon now she smiling like she made winnings
two women second one pussy worth diamonds
third one shining fourth one is on the island
stuck the fifth

Fat Laces

Arsonists

Defenders of the Underworld

1999

or the choice
But want free chocolate men who'll
Crash 'n' dice you don't mean nice, ha ha
Try to say that fast

I'm
[GR8 Scott]
7
[D-Stroy]
6,5,4,3,2,1
[GR8

much class this shit a classic instrumental
Rap niggas begging me to spit it two times eight produced by 8
So they could put it on they mixtapes
I handle

From the time when when I one-two check 'em
Other MC's all like, "Give me a second"
But nah my G let me spit my 32
Man's a Wretch and I'ma kick 'em like

at
The top of the steps
If it go to game seven or I sweep it in four
I make sure that my sneakers
Keep squeaking on floors
I'm busy on a day to day
Some days I

to be like y'all type
Y'all might just be the weakest tripe that ever saw a mic
Its Dusty Melo and my man Marmalade
2 reps from the Sweatshop 7 large