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to serve, another 120 days

You rise in the presence of our libertinage
Taste all the pleasures of sin
Your one desire controlled by perversion, Compelled
I believe
In six days and a rest
God is good
I do confess
I believe
In Adam and Eve
In a tree and a garden
In a snake and a thief

I
I believe
In six days and a rest
God is good
I do confess
I believe
In Adam and Eve
In a tree and a garden
In a snake and a thief

I believe, I
days.
[This will even prevent masturbation]
You rise in the presence of our libertinage, taste all the pleasures of sin.
Your one desire controlled by
even got the life support
Machines shook to keep you breavin
I'm beef increasing, bees season
You can peep my 8 by 10 photos
In the 1-20 prison
I'm
'Cause he was great c'mon
I'm on the one mission
To get a politician
To honor or he's a gonner
By the time I get to Arizona

I got twenty five days
shots through the mazi, tryina take me out
Brought myself to the hospital, fuck the daries
Leaking out 3 holes but still didn't panic
120 on the freeway,
and they don't
You got a 120 days do what you want
But as for me coming back this be my last time
Abort me, keep me, give me away, make up ya mind
and they don't
You got a 120 days do what you want
But as for me coming back this be my last time
Abort me, keep me, give me away, make up ya mind
young, she young, she young 

I hit the 21 blocks each and every day 
Niggaz peepin' they shoulders in each and every way 
No sweat, 'cause if I sweat
Friday night again and I get a new Benz 
Bus' a left on 120th - I see you slippin' 
This nigga's in my hood tell me how can this be 
Gotta thank
hymic maneuver
I breathe life in the fire
When my designs are tight like pliers
Born in a pillow of barbed wire
Taught by Ebenezer Scrooge in my mom's
day
Where-ever you get caught slippin' at that's where you lay

And like they say nigga no face, no case
As long as these goons are lurkin' these
Jeder Tag ein Geschenk als hätte ich B-day
Drück auf Replay während sie künstlich Beef suchen
Sitz' ich da und ess' ein Filet
120 der Brustkorb wächst
like that 
With them [unknown] tux 
Draped in all black 
Takin' back like the pop lockin' [unknown] gold suits 

Bangin back in the day juss to get
slammin venezuelas
That got the taylor
And let me louie
He got that 50 shot uzzie by my Jacuzzi
95 and niggaz die for these hoojies
rollin wit killaz that
out-weight them
120 to 85, and y'all quickly advance to a 360
From 360 to 720 to 1540, you just a shorty
You think ya cipher zero is the only number that's
like that 
With them [unknown] tux 
Draped in all black 
Takin' back like the pop lockin' [unknown] gold suits 

Bangin back in the day juss to get
For real I came charged off the Staten Isle
I'm like three or four down twisted
Givin' away smoke
Sweatin' takin' off my coat
Money walked by all fly
in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shooting shit up like Frank Nitti
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck
Saw the homeboys from the days of delirium
'89 Benzes, guess who's steerin' em?
Hop into the ride, cold coolin' with the crew
They're puffin
From first day I survey the hassle 

Death knockin at your door 

In the Big Apple 

Meth rotton to the core 

Shackle, in the sound castle
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
missing a lot of appearance

Yeah youngin' still got it in, 120 a gram
Now that have yo smokers, and yo fiends
Leanin' like a kick-stand
I'd send my
lock arff
120 on the modes
In the German, better hashtag #Russian scratch car
Do it for my brother or mama
My white friend said that it's pucker
Bro