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a reason I'll cut cha breathing
Killa
I was raised by a pack of heathens
Wolves, Hyenas, and Lions
Somebody told the preacher
Reach and Imma teach ya
Even

I'll be the first to admit it 
I'm inspired by legends 
It don't matter bout content 
Cuz they don't listen with reverence 
I'm a product of Drake

it's doubted
I shouted stuck in that negative energy
I just rerouted
Put it into these lyrics in synergy
But I'm dumb founded
Filled by wasted potential

best friends

Import samples
Change the pitch down
Turn the bass up
To let this bitch drown
Copy an artist i like
And call it inspired by it
Repetition's

T-minus 15 seconds guidance is internal
12,11,10,9 ignition sequence start
6,5,4,3,2,1

Do I really deserve this
I know I ain't perfect
Living in

XII ignition sequence
T-minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, liftoff
And a one, two, three, four

Take my G's and multiply by four
Let the fiery columns

(Mind) 

By thinking like liking a picture or two kick an ignition And spark up a fuse
Thats silly I know how this cycle repeats

Shawty belong

holders, X on my controller
Often zoning out so fuck a spark there ain't ignition
Afterparty stank
Literally
Throw up in the kitchen
Broken bottles

I'm climbing my way to the top
Yea I'm flying right by all these niggas
X-ing me out of the picture
Thinking it's fitted
But they would kill for

is melting - now ya stuck
No racks is on yo dome he on yo head because fuck with us
No key ignition start the whip up just by pushin buttons
Know my

Surgical
And I'm gifted by god yeah not only Selomie
I'm puffing my spliffy Until it's no longer with me gone
Don't try to understand me cuz i stand out from

International Review of Electrical Engineering. 2018. Volume 13.
80.	Baranovskiy, Kuznetsov. Mathematical simulation of deciduous tree ignition by cloud-to-ground

(Ignition)
Sky’s not the limit
With my Holy King
I am powered by glory
From the heavenly springs

From the ground to the sky
Come on come on
Rocket fly

the degrees to my kind of weather,
Turning the ignition, still thinking bout last night, proceeded to start to the car then greeted by my gas light
Reached in

you know I gotta plead my case 
 Lyrically gifted. you know that I get it 
 I run to the digits. push start my ignition 
 I’m in it I win it. you others

talking like a reverend
Yo hoes they six and seven's
I'm chillin with some bitches that be tens and elevens
And in my fucking whip you know I got two

T minus 25 seconds and counting and Apollo 13 is go
11 ten nine eight
Ignition sequence has started
Six five four three
One
I waste my time
I'm

i'm late for work
So scurry down the skid row
And exit the back door
Jump the fence and boost with x
To Open your car door.
The keys turn the ignition

the rest of your days
Letting go of it will get you outta life's way
But the ten thousand people who wait by the bay
Will remember your unfulfilled duty
You

That Fahrenheit crush makes my dudes mob. That's why I have no interest in your public spiel.

Here we go again, I don't want to hear it. (X3)
You

Finland Red, Egypt White

The Sisters of Mercy

Gift

1986

millimetre Kalashnikov rifle,
Fires seven-point-two-six-six-two millimetre rounds, M one-ninety.

Muzzle velocity seven hundred and ten metres per second,

the ignition, headlights rising
Playing with the rain, but the rhythm is random
I sit in abandon with a hand on the wheel
But I'm still unable to leave
Dazed by

10 seconds
7, 6, 5, 4, 3
Ignition
Lift off

Blobby, oh Mr Blobby
If only you could make us understand
Blobby, oh Mr Blobby
Your influence

10 and i'm on chapter 9 
From that point on i'd know it's do or die 
And that's how i'm starting to feel daily 
Stay writing in hopes my music saves me