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3.5
Gotta put in the work you cant ease by
Stack it up it go higher than knee high
Get a pilots license when you this fly
Got wings on like a bird eye

Ferris, the circus
Ain't aware of him
It's just fine outside
Hear the birds and them
Droppin' seeds
Like my father '03
Grow a little garden
Be sure to water

(in Take Me Out)
You ain't on nuttin' but you speak the most (but you speak the most)
We were the little white boys with guns, you can't tell me I

Who's saying names?
Who thinks they're fucking clever?
You ain't a bloke, you're a bird
And I'm back to ruffle feathers
They call me

Who Put It Together

Turk

Raw and Uncut

2003

ramblers, and the early birds
Best believe they coming, all they need is the word
Where the fire at, and they gone crowd your world
Especially if you got big

It's deeper than rap, it's real life
I'm the same little yout you saw in Hillside
Difference is now I blow a
Bag when I feel like so I ain't signing

here was never told
I was three, little bro was one
Mum packed her bags and left to go
From her Yorkshire home to a London road
She brought her kids

swaying
The bird gets the worm so I'm up in the AM
Gotta crack a case in a place called Peaks
Where the lights all blink
And your outlook's bleak
Got a lot

Well i was rolling down the road with my baby sittin by my side
When this dumb ass road hog passed me on the right
He started shouting something

not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like

baby, you're still driving me crazy
I've spent over one hundred and ninety two days loving you.
and honestly it feels no more than a day or three

but bro got birded for a rat
By the time you done your bird, nobody even gang
Lookin' at you weird for stickin' to the plan
Get a plan and stick with

The Streamers

Seth Lakeman

Kitty Jay

2004

the diamond`s cold black land, 
How soon I`d secure her by the kindness of my hands. 

So come all you little streamers that walk the meadows gay, 
Go write

all that shit
You can you can miss me you
Can miss me all that shit
You can you can miss me you
Can miss me all that shit

Woke up quick at like 3: 02

one, two, three
Back in this bitch, this shit could get ruthless
Me and my dawgs gon' have us a feast

Breakin' them bread, breakin' them bread
Don't