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A new obscenity laced rap video from the cousin of an unarmed man shit to death
by the L.A.P.D. appears to threaten the lives of police officers

gonna break you
If I left you unattended well then someone’s gonna take you
Never thought that I would be at someone’s beck and call
But I’m so terrified

tipo vampiro Nigth na mão
daqui pro topo é 7 graus de separação

Nigth baby lie to me, nigth baby lie to me
(by soul)
Nigth baby lie to me, nigth baby

Nuvem, (Sleee)
Joga esse beat pra mim
Chuva, de (bit)
Mato esses caras tipo By A.J
Eu to clean
Correndo demais sou Bumblebee
Longe do fim
Lobo come

I waste my time deleting my progression
My adolescents was diminished by the c
My thoughts my mind is a major key
Settled progression but I still

night, or at home by yourself
But for me, I'd rather watch the British women swimming team
Than sit in a pinkish limousine on my way to a flippin' "Cream"

the strength for one more try.

Chorus:
I'll be holding out hope to you,
Even when this world breaks your heart in two.
When your life is consumed
By your fear

Veins in your neck
I'm in a cold sweat
Veins in your neck
Give me a beck
Smell of easy prey
Apparent in the air
Who plays roulette 
Yielding

of a mind bringing
Classics to table unsigned send the night jigging
Ruck if the type shit obliged
Reside dipping
Front of the function B-by bringing a spliff

ela fala slee com kat 

Ela é tipo kitkat, !! uhuu !!

Ela é minha metade aqui do beck 

Ela só joga na net 

I love Sex 4x

Princess de londres, i was

psychopaci
Candance Beck Love
Nie chcę myśleć co by było
Czuję się jak Joe
Gdy cię ranię czytaj miłość
Teraz odżywam na nowo
Budzę swoje ciepło ciała
Znowu tak

Wie Xatar hab ich mein Gold versteckt
Der CR7 des deutschen Rap
Euren Fame nehm ich euch heute weg
Wie die Cops das Meth von Volker Beck
Deutsche

must of split the pole superstition
Me myself and I competition
And I be wishing that the Dale
Wouldn't dissing
And I be wishing that the Beck
Didn't go

fucker reality show ho
Living in Big Brotha while Gutta in Soco loco
With cocoa by Woolco Accapulco
Gold till popo
Home from bing the favors were countless

Picked u up at home in a hurry
Lights speeding by before me
Incinerate was playing all night long
Its so weird to think you where gone

Your friends

antsy in my head but look cool as an ice berg
Don’t get too close Robert Beck with pen words
So understand I can give you literature
Or I could make

like I drown
In thoughts of how I should be more by now
I cry out insight my mind now and fear all that's mine now will leave just go bye now

It's not

wanna walk by faith
Then use faith To kill the human race
The race

To keep us permanent 
In last place
Yet the media say
That they've turned about face

On the tragic to the point all you've got
Left is these fucking habit's

A pack a day to get me by
An ounce of weed to keep me high
Alcohol still numbs the pain

Close with her friends, so I know I'll get by
Potent green got me thinkin' of you no lie,
How many verses before I get bored?
How many cities have I not

Yes, yes, I never stress, make a mess
On the mic sippin' a Becks, wearin' a vest
'Cuz, well, you know, it's that rhyme sayer
With the razor truck jewelry

Lets go
Feel like im Vic or im Cade
Go number one for the hits that I made
They calling me Beck cause I got me a Jade
LV on my robe and its silk and its

the opinion of public, about your business
Time that I was on your every beck and every call
Ended, now let's start a little drama, start the war
'Cause baby,

“Where’s your manners? Splatter the blood that way!” Lyrics By Ten-Headed Skeleton 
I used to write poetically let it be a mentioning Beck was