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duppy Bun the holy duppy dutty duppy No duppy can tell me shit Bun his commandment 666 blazing i aint rampin The demons trapped up in a mental clamping
new things And closed footpaths opening Singing for you All the dirt clamping on my heart It was a sticky mess hmm But you prevailed Singing for you
I can't say things are moving my way It's all the dirt that's clamping my eyes in fear I can't say things are moving my way Without the help
(Ugh huh) Clamping up ima keep the competition scoreless (Yessir) Ballin out like my name was Horace (Grant) I'm on my grind I found my purpose (Yeah)
clamping is hampered, my Clamping of masjid, the candlelight's bastard. Allow for Saddle-backed has-beens to ramble on Gambit your ambitions to the rampant
here is a little bit… heh You won't get out I write didactic, my passion from masters my clamping is hampered, my Clamping of masjid, the candlelight's
got a crocodile living in my head Telling me lies about the things I've done and said Oh it's clamping on my confidence It won't let go It's twisting my
around us Jaws clamping down and spewing ugly shit around Nothing is the same So we keep moving We keep moving Oh, shit Oh, shit Went off
around us Jaws clamping down and spewing ugly shit around Nothing is the same So we keep moving We keep moving Oh, shit Oh, shit Went off
To the twentieth century Yipee-ya yipee-ya. Clamping on a stetson Activate the go code Get me a citation When I drop my little load Yes-siree Good-by-ee
Clamping down on every side Rounding up the kids at random Army curfew every night Don't repeat this conversation Don't let on we've met before Try
get a clamping (whoo) More time I ain't ramping Don't watch that right now it's a fam ting (hey) Yeah they call me raskit and I do the damn ting
run away Running over the time in and out of your struggles Clamping down on the line You’re in and out and you’re troubled Running over the time
never a familiar word to you Issues are all the same thing, same shit to you Clamping your mind into a disclosed closet Spitting your words into the flame
shoes tied You were clamping on my head til the day turned into night Still all that I do is just filling the time Searching for the smallest bit
These niggas tryna battle but these niggas know yo boy cold You tryna keep it real but you leavin' out some details The only time you clamping metals when
young scoring seventy, like Devin Booker I'm Steph shooting shit from the range that they can't I'm rook of the year, ball like Ja Morant I'm clamping
like Ron Jeremy, clamping you dummies like I’m Patrick Beverley You just trying to get ahead, on your Sleepy Hollow Chase the bread til you dead, yeah
Trying to breathe, gasping for air Each breath shot, with needles of pain The darkness is creeping, your vision is blurring Jaws of death clamping
winter's come clamping down on you And you are hovering in your coat, trying to keep yourself warm But it's a good time, it's a good thing, it's a change
pouring down Twist your fate in the serpents all around And a cold black hand comes clamping down upon your soul You are as what is and forever has been
not me Has to be Could it be It's never me All the cramps Clamping to my soul Let them flow with the wind Never seen again, Revealing the putrid
Clamping down the peaks Make that body read Just make sure to use Only what you need The mixdown Of the sound Too much too much A little too much Say
I'll wear your sapphire jewelry Take to the air, I'll be waiting To catch those flips and mood swings I'll hold you so tight, clamping so hard Your skin
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