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But talk about me behind my back
Let's leave that for another track

This the one I wrote for you
To thank you with my whole crew
And show my deepest

and lights
A simple PC could never perceive Maybe write a couple words to see
But without the human brain, what is there to believe

God shows truth through

not there
Wherever you are
I wish I was there

Take a float trip down the river
Relax  your eyes as you look all around
See the forest in all its glory

muthafuckin' pocket
Papa taught me never be greedy, with the money you hold
But watch out for fake niggas, and them gold-diggin' hoes
Now these are the words

you claim there's nothing but pride
Most likely you won't make it alive
I continue to strive, just to show people the light
It's a blessing when you

ain't a story
No grind no guts no glory
You can't advice me you don't know me
I been through too much I been lonely
Shit my mental health still concern me

But even if I were those things
You wouldnt see my ass
with out a bag

No talkin stripper things

My king

can you pay a bill
Teach me sum, Show me real

appealin' to the ignorant, no decorum Sleep apnea cured by lyrical boredom
My ticket sales be low among morons Couldn't Google Map me to Inglewood's forum

me papi like I'm her papa
Most you rappers soft like skin on llamas (huh?)
One more year I'm a be a problem (yeah)
If a rapper comes at me then I will

ci
Oluwa agbe 
If I catch you 
No cry oo
No tell your mama oo
No tell your papa oo

(Boju boju)
Per la competizione devo aumentare i passi
Step by step

The Contest

Johnny Depp

Sweeney Todd [Original Broadway Cast] [Bonus Tracks]

1979

To shave-a da Pope!
Mr Sweeney-so-smart
Oh, I beg-a your pardon-'ll
Call me a liar, was-a only a cardinal
Nope!
It was-a da Pope!

Perhaps, signorini,

Supremacy

Elegy

Supremacy

1999

scream; It's over...over...
In return; for 'all the faith' that you had in me
You all may dig your holes

So in love my dear
By my side, while I'm

someone who's gunna set me free
From your clutches

How the hell u tell me
That living life is glory
How this life supposed free
If I still have to  pay

These trenches will do
We are too few
Count your bullets
And don't waste a shot 
Watch their advance
We have no plans
Reinforcements won't show
This is

borrowed
But it’s passed on by all those before me
Of those who had a dream, shot down to show me
The history they taught us is more than just a story
It’s

the ones who cast the stones
They don’t know what I’m about
Burn the pages rip them out

Cuz you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
You can’t live your life

done with us yet
More to tell

Faith is my quiet admission
That what I hope for will one day show
Your presence answers those questions
Deep in my soul,

Yeah her plan was to be famous.
My plan was to be nameless.
We'd show 'em all just what the game is.
It took a while for these things to come true.

Baby girl what’s your name
Trust me, I’m no saint
I’m not perfect at all
I could have lost my life on January 1st
But a nigga back again
Like Jesus

Niggas is hating on me
But I see why though
Cause we getting money
And we is all Loving it
Sit back and enjoy the show
I'm just chasing my goals I'm

the pouring
But it ain't stopping his story
This has got to be for me
This is now not forever
I just got to have Glory
If I could go back to the past
I'll clean

what I hear
Well it Started to disappear
And in a show of good faith
My place was considered
A sinner
Not the type you invite for dinner
Or into your

the fumes of carrion's fire
No glory won, the flags half hung, S
Moke bellows from the pyre

Forsaken child victimized
Stripped of his integrity
Spoils

glory

And now together we be writing stories of me and you

We'll live in wonder for the rest of our life

Until we're 99

Yeah you took me by surprise I