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gonna die, and it made me more content with the idea of death
The world we operate in-
You know what I'm saying, like
I don't know what you're saying
You
you're thinking
'Chris you mumble too much
We can't hear ya'
Ok so maybe I don't
Or that is to say I do mumble too much
But I mean
Aw Fuck
Let's try this
don't wanna diss me, that's long
'Cause I'm a don, lyrically gone
You want to clash but you're gonna get banged on
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
and Chris
Runnin' down full court
Fast break offense guaranteed they're gonna score it
Tryna get the quick point guarded by no one
They could get it Tim's
Yeah yeah i'm trying to get through to you
You don't listen just hear me out
You're too young to look that tired
Too sweet to be that sad
Any moment
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
desperate
Hold up everybody, let me explain, stay engaged
No way this would work
She's a ten, you're a five at best
cndre you're a creep
We all know that you
Just open up those gates
Got a peephole on the key
Can't quite get it beyond me
Moment replay hear you breathing reassures what I can't see
Momentary
let you go
Let you go
Let you go
Let you go
I ain’t gonna let you go
Cause you're the one for me
Baby that forsure
You have one time
Can you show me
and the
Bathroom's like 20 feet from me
It's a porta-potty
I can't get out of the fucking chair
I'm peeing blood down my leg
Pooping up my fucking back
And I got 30
with me like I'm some plush toy
What the fuck bitch, I ain't a fucking puppet that is hanging from two strings
Saying I changed, yet you're the one
motherfucker
Inspired by others like this
Hella unrighteous but I'm human
And god don't mind this Ha
Im speaking blasphemous thoughts
I hope they hear me
Im
to the community (comes to me, community)
From the non profit to the charities
But of course you never hear that about me (charities, about me)
To them niggas
gonna go crazy one family
Go wild emergency
Come on come on and dance with me
I've got this feeling somebody dance with me
Somebody dance with me
I've
a rough one, I'm not sure when it begins
But the way it's looking, I kind of know when it's gonna end (what, love)
Hold me down baby, it's gonna be
off the streets
You're welcome
But um, we gotta get up, man
Fuck it, rise above it, yeah
So a lot of people ask me
What you gonna do for your
bleed
Nintendo
‘Fraid you're gonna get dissed
Time for the first batch of headlines
Now Direct your attention to this
Let's make like a Joy-Con
cnd
we can't be touched
So why'all motherfuckahs better ante up
Cause everything we drop, is platinum plus (yo, whattup!!)
Show me, You're an O.G.
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw
No insanity plea from me
I ride the beef 'til I burn
Censor me and bar your kids
From
And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie
Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
Cos
hear it by the couch?
Boogieman under your bed, not in your closet
Cause I'm not a homo
Won't drill no door hole
I won't make a peep, so you can go
Chris: You're makin' up excuses
Asking me to leave
Is it over you and me?
Been waiting here for hours
You don't return my calls
I wonder if you care
My heart growin cold everyday feel like winter
Then I spit a lil heat to keep me hot and remember
I did it by myself everyone disappeared
Makin beats
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