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Life

If you owe me some, better payback yeah
Still move by my lonely, it's just me out here
Watch whom you call your friend cuz it's cold out here
I

terrifying.
Brothers, take your weapons, stand with me. Don't fear to die.
If you fall, you'll be in h eaven. Side by side with our lord
Death or pride.
Too

I'm all set see I'm set straight
I got the whole thing and yeah it's great
Life's just running around and saying "hi"
And I don't have to worry, no,

Yeah, one two, Pack Pistol Pazzy
Heavy Metal Kings, Billy Idol, listen

Trust me money
You don't wanna get into a tussle
He murdered over nothing

Christmas carols sung, throughout the world
Stockings are hung for each good  boy  and girl

So gather your loved ones, don’t miss a one
Prepare to sing

a Pentecostal and there a Baptist
So sense you don't have a heart like and for Christ
He allowed the doors to be closed
Just to see what would you do
But instead

the TV
Memories are best made with the people you love
Good moments come again, we just can't see in the dark
All of us lost
We pray for better days, I

Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way, by taking heed thereto according to thy word
With my whole heart have I sought thee, O let me not

& Katie's & Kraig's
Now you call 'em Boomers
I get it they screwing us Zoomers
But we gotta vote or else we'll be the losers
The Houses are owned by the 50s

lucky like Luciano, now here's my motto,
Lay it one by one and make sure it's legato.
Straight up macin' in a rental, now see me smile.
My clothes are

I sip Cristal, Dom P, Mo' with the pistol 
Just 'cause I'm pissy, don't mean you should misdoubt 
Keep 'em in the fifties and, hundreds all arranged

Deja Vu (Uptown Baby)

Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz

Deja Vu [2 Track Single]

I sip Cristal, Dom P, Mo' with the pistol 
Just 'cause I'm pissy, don't mean you should misdoubt 
Keep 'em in the fifties and, hundreds all arranged

breathing?
Matter combines with matter,
In the alchemy of amity.
But with great calamity
Love ends with tragedy.
Take me home.
Pull close and don't let go.
I'm

limits
And don't bother protesting because nobody listens
Besides
All your solutions dissolve under scrutiny
And you can't stand a note of derision

consumed by depressing
And packed perception intending
To get a mix in me settling
But, I don't wanna be homogenistic
I think I'll just stick with pure,

seems like you're ready lil bitch "R. Kelly"

"Ultra Lord J" in the thang
Broke nigga better stay in your lane 
Dreads swing like the 08' Wayne 
Im a pimp

Jesus Christ
You're fucking it up, sir
With your boring diagrams

And the origins of humankind
Those fucking scientists don't understand
It's all been

brain
So every night when I sleep I feel this wicked pain
Tell me lord why you let all of this happen to me
Just waiting for the day the demons finally

said the rappers don't come outside, looks like we brought 'em out
The last few months, shit, I'm all that they talkin' 'bout
And Courtney you with

enough to burn the existence
My sixteens are fires that
You couldn't extinguish
Your sixteens are tired and
Were forced to relinquish but me dawg
I'm more

and I’ve marked your door
I’m coming for you and Lord knows I ain't pretty
A malignant insect crawling across your floor

Darling, I can’t do this by myself

(Cause I know that a lot of times pictures are good)

(But the great thing is when you can imagine the various guests that you have on)

(Listen

and I responded
You said my name and you anointed me
All I could say is yes Lord Master please
Here I Am
Here I Am

Invited me to the Palace
I don't know

arrived in a black hawk black heart touched down
Blacked out sipping black stout it's the Black Dan Fouts
Tossed bullets bless you
I'ma great laker, where