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yeah he is a classic
Made by hand - not made for the masses
Solid wood not made of plastic 
Big dick nigga it jurassic 

Over here the latest model

Here's the syntax
Vocational criminals move ten stacks
Above pictures of my great grandmother held by tin tacks
Been tax, been taxed, miss minimal

are purple and Sea greens
My favorite days Thursdays
My ruling planet is Neptune
And it is connected to music
And were connected you to see
Now that's

how it is
Get a room at the up at the grand in the rooms your gift
Find the clues around the room see this hunts a trick
Every clue that you get wrong

wanting
Neglected on Christmas, spendin' the holidays stalking
If you want an unboxing, I'll clock you like Ned
Then watch as your offspring flocks to my

grimy dudes really make me wanna keep a hammer
You ain't know I got this gift I call that secret Santa
Checking off your bitch name in my weekly planner

album and not come out with a classic
All I have is my passion
This rapping gift is a talent
All I do is deliver go check your door for the package
All I

My three favorite rappers in dead. So take very serious, what I'm said.

My three favorite rappers died young. Least I can do get this song sung.

I

there I'm like Jackson
They know my weaknesses they see my passion
This is my pain and they know it's not acting
And that's where they relate
That's why

Keep It on the Rise

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

[Defari] 

I got the funky feel like be	 Real 

I put "all in your head up" [B Real] wit the pure raw skill 

Franklins are my favorite

hips.

(Oh, shit.)

I ain’t wrap my dick…
But she say it’s her favorite gift.

(Oh my god.
I am sorry folks…
This is definitely gonna go down hill.)

Yeah

I’m looking fine
Sometimes I think ‘bout forever
How we would be with some kids
Not sure if this is my soulmate, but I surely hope it is
Always look up

And hopped back into the studio to
Voice animated superheroes and record her
First solo album when Cameron isn’t
Bringing your favorite characters to
Life

ain't  enough
You full of shit calling your bluff look

This shit is on a runaway train
I'm flying on a runaway plane 
Private jet to my favorite place

got the future pullin' on my sleeves
On my sleeve
And it might drive me crazy
But there's no place at all where I would rather be
Than by your side
This

gifts to make her smile bringing out her inner child baby girl this vibe is wild, yea

You always down to ride, we partners in the crime, you sticking by

loosen, I knew i missed my window
He really did love you, you know.. pat pat..I said 'Get your fucking hands off
my back'
This is my passage into adulthood

down chimney
You're more than a gift to me
Holly merrily 'tis the sea
Son be caroling
Out your window
So I know you hear
Why I'm so filled with cheer

Ugh...
You hear that?
There's that sound again
You know what that means
It's CHRISTMAS
You can tell by the excitement in my voice
That' I'm looking

My favorite time is here so full of joy and cheer
Knowing that christmas's near, oh hear my dear

The bright lights and moonlight
Making my mood so

is on our enemy's ships
It's easy to give up when you have a way out. Burn the boats. Burn your excuses
Burn your fears and insecurities. Burn your

bundled in a small piece of cloth and

Requested sudhama to go at once

My Lord here, it is.

These are not wealthy Goods, but Krishna's most Favorite Food.

Walking my dog by the lake
Kids with their mom on the lawn with their mates
All get along it is bomb and the feeling is great

Damn I'm feeling great, when

will masta any jutsu you display 
The hand signs you weave will project a new day
Broadin your horizon check it no verison 
The past is the gift