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A passport is a travel document, usually issued by a country's government, that certifies the identity and nationality of its holder primarily for the purpose of international travel. Standard passports may contain information such as the holder's name, place and date of birth, photograph, signature, and other identifying information. Many countries are moving towards including biometric information in a microchip embedded in the passport, making them machine-readable and difficult to counterfeit. As of 2017, there are over 120 jurisdictions issuing these e-Passports. Previously issued passports usually remain valid until each expires. A passport holder is normally entitled to enter the country that issued the passport, though some people entitled to a passpo… more »

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Tea are meant to be sipped
Not to be spilled, tee off and he dipped
Pat yourselves in the back, smokin that crack
Like all of them rich kids, and eat em lies like they biscuits
Mama feed em like Christmas, ain't a secret
I see em day to day and we played along cuz its business

Been there, I've been back to back
Just came back on track, been to hell and back
206 And the 503's where I found myself, taught me how to pack
Not a chance in a million, I'll lose in a fight, I'd guarantee that
Not cuz I fight like a champion, but It's the homies I got on my back

Issa vibe, Issa vibe
I survived all these nights on that Adderall
Smokin backwoods
Hats on backwards
Wrote like Atwood

Creating madness
We ride the rages
Psychotic tranches
We ride the night

Did it all for the dip, fam they go lit don't let em all slip
I ain't one to go fish, I'd grab the whole net and get the whole beach
Please, shawty wants what he eats, bitch
We done eat the whole piece, crisp, no new friends
No food stamps, when we done here we'll go ape shit

Been there, I've been back to back
Just came back on track, been to hell and back
206 And the 503's where I found myself, taught me how to pack
Not a chance in a million, I'll lose in a fight, I'd guarantee that
Not cuz I fight like a champion, but It's the homies I got on my back

We rollin the dice
Took a chance on a heist
If I settled, on God, I'll be giving my all and I'll cuff her in ice
Need a bad bitch, with an eye fierce causing nose bleed with a back fist
Tatted up with a nose ring, smokin vapors counting loose leafs

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