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SBD Gang, we gon' get the money
Sweetie Belle Delphine, we gon' get the hunnids
You might think this song sucks, but you know it doesn't
Anti-bronies

Smally say he want to go to oversea
Say plenty things dey when the eyes Never see
Biggy belle no fit stop me to Dey Over dey eat
Cause the way you

Inspired obscenities, by dimethyltrpytamine
If god is just energy, let the universe breathe through me
And recently I've come to grips with reality

Yet hearts and humans are further strangers
Traditions, values become endangered
Digital appraisal of self-worth
Society with textiety, and a scarcity

to dispose of your subordinates
If the object of the game is to fly away
I'll be in this position, never worry of the time of day
Compromising what the weather

than my hair
Look so good when I walk by
I know you want me that's no lie
I got champagne running through these veins
I'm flying high in my private plane

in their kinky game 
No shame, you were getting 
Blown by Princess Peach 
So when she swallowed the Karts, 
Her organs would fly to the beach, 
Where,

a touch
Like I'm standing by your side even when I fall in love
Went my own way I stopped playing the victim
Cut off the hate I just make it tradition
What

in the bobby brown
This that new edition
Smoke when I drink it's tradition
Live every day like a holiday
Got girls all around like Hockaday
My fists

I'm just a slave to ambition
Dreaming I can break free of systematic tradition
Every day it's rise & grind, 9 to 5, I'm dead inside
Just to wake up

Making cooking for the kids
Wrapping presents up we up late
Classics on the TV, we can lay up by the fireplace
Create a tradition for us, we follow for

Never fold. staying by my side
Now we grown and every accomplishment you make, I resent inside
The life of the party, everybody loves you and I wish it

drinking beer by the pool
Then eating rhythms for dinner
I’m taking them back to school
Was always stuck in detention from breaking the fuck’n rules
And I

we become a religion
Only driven by pain n ambition
Sorry if my words are submissive
Respect the ogs its tradition
Who you think invented the Cheat

I'm the Orson Wells of the rap game
My debut album about to be my Citizen Kane
No disrespect to the greats
But I'm the greatest instead
I only call

me fucked up more than someone's problem kid
Sorry kid the neighborhood is staying gated
Guarded by a picket fence I swear them bitches all related

The fashion league is one he dreams of topping
A recent acid-wash acquisition
Turned heads of those held back by tradition
Football managers are wearing jeans

I'm weighing up tradition against religion
Letting thoughts loose leaves me amused
While they conclude that I'm stressed and it's fine
Grab some wine

world is dued to end of the traditions
End of the love end of the honesty
End of the freedom and adoring the brutality

The miserable numbers of the bank

break tradition and pursue something tremendous 
And give this great ambition his due to become relentless
And every day i would be cooped up in my

throne
Fuck an offer
It's now or never even longer
Fuck a chorus
Take life by the horns taurus
In the stew like some veggies
Getting ready to chop more

shoot first - Han Solo
Obi Wan Shinobi with the Force of the Wu-Tang
I'm tryin' pull up in the Porsche or the Mulsanne
I'ma need a fortune by Tuesday
I'm

the ignorant bliss?
See the mess you have made in all the things you have wished

Primal scream
You no longer reign
Golden towers to fall
Your traditions

2019 you made a promise but for some reasons you Skipped it
2020 I’m taking it by force without a legit
I’ve put all I got into this this has to be