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Desmond Carter

Herbert Desmond Carter (15 June 1895 – 3 February 1939) was a British lyricist who worked with George and Ira Gershwin, Ivor Novello, and others, and also wrote one of the first English language versions of the notorious "suicide song", "Gloomy Sunday". He was born in Bristol. In 1924 he wrote most of the lyrics for the London musical Primrose, for which Gershwin wrote the music, his first commission outside the US. The musical was revived in 2003, when one reviewer wrote: "...by far the most outstanding contribution to Primrose is the comedy lyrics of Desmond Carter, who penned the words to seventeen of the score's twenty-two songs and collaborated with Ira Gershwin on four of the remaining five. Two among them, "Isn't It Horrible What They Did to Mary, Que… more »

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I pounce on her tail, like lions on a gazelle. I ain’t come here to just chill, I reach my climax and I bail. Aspirations upscale, I swear I don’t plan to fail. Shooting for athletic numbers mlb nfl. Get in my way flagrant foul nba nhl. Pay the fine we can duke it out, money Mayweather I’ll defend the belt. I smoke weed, eat rappers, drink beer, then I belch. If hip hop died I cannot tell spit lines hot as hell. Thanking GOD I’m not in jail, could be dead but I’m alive and well. A thirsty nigga will stick you up right by the well. Niggas die in hell. Enemies want to keep me hostage like chopper blades I propell. Cut niggas off up and down left and right as well.

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The higher up my numbers go I’m more inclined to get insurance. I don’t mess with clumsy hoes always tripping on bullshit. Walked in on a quarter tank, now I stay riding on full bitch. Over educated they don’t want to sign me so I guess I guess I guess I gotta do it. Ground zero blueprint, I’m distinctive like a fingerprint. Y’all working on new shit? My old shit sound new shit. My new shit super sick, they not ready taking baby steps. I’m controversial yeah I guess why the radio ain’t played me yet. Take a breath inhale that kushy pack into my chest. Keep it moving I cannot rest. Give my best, nothing less. I’m in control enemy depressed, feeling like he get chin checked. They’re playing checkers, I’m playing chess. Put it on the table that’s a damn bet.

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Mortgage due I’m on the move. Y’all dudes still chilling? That’s the shit I can’t afford to do, I stay moving GOD willing. Got a million old goals trying to see all one million. Wore my homeboy old clothes he even let me use his pistol. Now my name on my own clothes Fix dog official. Get your girl if you love her, if she pick a boss I might hit her. No love one hit quitter. Can’t blame no one nigga, cause the bitch chose a nigga. Snoop said bitches ain’t shit, can’t trust hoes my nigga. I know that’s your baby momma but they’re just hoes my nigga. She ain’t loyal, she ain’t loyal you heard Chris Brown my nigga. She get around like a Ferris wheel she kiss girls and niggas. It can’t get no realer.

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