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I've been up and grindin'
How many years have I been on writin'
Been about three but I'm still out rhymin'
Old bros wanna know wagwan
But I ain't got

a part of who your gonna grow to be  what will be your destiny   So many lanes you can go  down  but bows the time to work it out 
0-10 39 words 

By being

me one reason to splash  I should let the flag half mast 

Take time to wallow 

Company Flow the toughest penis sucky sucky 

So of course in

Juice the capo
On the fucking mic man
It's Issa Gold here man, you know
UA shit, Beast Coast shit, three time move
My nigga shoutout my nigga Big Tigger

my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was

flows are toxic
I'm jumping from the heavens with my squad and raiding boxes 
It's time to clock in 
Take a look you'll only see my sniper scope staring

going to serve me
Time will only tell if I really deserve this
I could say everything about my mad skills
rather you listen to the song and wait for them

Yeah I'ma need the rag by the time I finish 
Max out dash with the windows tinted 
We both looking back like "Yeah we did this" 
Now you're not feeling

down
Look around, nobody make a move now
I'm by your side till we ride out

Like how can I move the crowd
With a verse, Mother Earth, only child
We out

Hernando's Hideaway

Archie Bleyer

History of Cadence Records, Vol. 1

1996

at me and talk of love

Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
You're in

Hernando's Hideaway

Alma Cogan

The Ultimate

2002

at me
And talk of love 

Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
That you're in

yo goofy ass in a song on notice
Oh you hurt?
I don't trust bitches ones like you
With the games
Cold harted like a 3 by Dame
You buggin like you was

Yo
I like men (true!)
I like men (woo!)
I like men.
I like men (on god)
I like men
I like men (yuh)
I like men
I like men (go)
20 inch penis you know

Don't Sleep

2Pac

Pac's Life

2006

Doin' my walk by's rollin' a blunt
Hand on my nuts in a getaway car full of stunts
Addicted to my nine
Movin' like crime through time
Poppin' niggas

That Midwest bringing fades back music

VERSE 1

Dunks, Ones, and Air Max
Young ones with guns prepare straps
This is the ‘E
If you cant listen to your

Matthew
She play me like she has to she look at you like meh who
Not asking for a listen you're right here right now aren't you

Not giving up the act I'm

This is ma, high song, ma by song, ma fly song
Only attraction is lyrics to make the right song
The pry gone, yo Saigon, get signed on
Behind gone,

These niggas want to be us
You would be surprised by the way that people treat us
We wear our hearts on our sleeves
But you cannot read us
The only

feel is max pain
I know how it is when you notice they don't believe in ya
Been sleeping on me so long they won't mind the anesthesia
Time to put em'

as they're tortured for eternity by the Angel that fell
The louder the christian, the more god spreads,
Speak loudly for those to listen, until they speak

on August 21st
This summer was by far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse (My_Kayla you hear me?)

Now I'm 3 cousins down
And my

to listen to the beat, that knows how to love me.
1,2,3.4 am stepping closer to your heart, to listen to the beat and make you feel the beat.
I, am falling in

tonight

A day goes by and I want you
Spent two nights in your bedroom
We can get high by the ocean
And I'll try to hide my emotion
Three, six, nine,

slingshotin' around the sun beating Kessel Run record
By 0.1 parsec we breachin' a hole in the space time continuum
Mixing the present, the past and the future