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week.
That's what your ratings are so bad because you're pathetic. Go ahead. Let's go to your quote. The ratings are terrible. You've got to get back
and let us go back to sleep
Cause everything in the morning will be a memory in our heads
Don't stop now, let's dance
Let's dance all night till the break
flipping and kicking it at the bando
Flambeaus, in the air, yeah they want us on the gallows
In the chair, yeah they want us by our earlobes
In labor, they
later
Go, go, go, get ready for takeoff
Conditions are dangerous
Oh, are they ever gonna find us?
Back lit in a dream
Like a faultline coming clean, come
loners
All of my friends are real stoners
So please don't condemn us or stone us
But if we are really loners then how can we ever be friends
Misery seems
hide how deep my pain runs
You was the main one
You was my day one
If I could go and turn back the time then I would take it back
Know I was wrong I let
rink, mobs and crews would take minks
Clean streets, hustlers, crack cocaine
Gave back by throwin block parties and basketball games
A lotta cash
When you go to the place that you call home
Bring me along
Let me show you I could be the one
Stand by me
Promise you'll never leave
Let us be safe
sing
I just had sex
And it felt so good (felt so good)
A woman let me put my penis inside her (her)
I just had sex (Hey!)
And I'll never go back
to play him my new sh-, he'd go cuckoo ballistic
Go through the roof for his sh-
It's like we knew the instant
We touched a mic that both of us two
Don
You blonde dumb hoes, all I got is dick for you to come blow on
So start the show, but I need a drum roll 'fore I go on
Better back away from
us wrongs, mehn agenda contest
Turning bright ones to dense
Boy!
Let your freedom in Jesus become a tool for freedom in truth
Let's Go
Moving in with
the sweep spot
Give me that back on a bike with a G-shock
All if that jazz, all the drums, all the C sets
I'm a go stunt, they ain't been to the east yet
take slow
Bad things only last, when you don't take the time to let it go
Let it go-o-o
Patience is a virtue, so they say
But to us that shit's dismay
an answer
I take it that you sent me this note (what's all this nonsense?)
Of course not
Don't look at us (she's not with you then?)
Of course not (we're
so i act like you know
If they take mine ima level the score
Go to the club ain’t back home till like 4
But first i need some gars so let’s stop
the world is yours
Let 'em know, I'm ready to grow
Go let 'em know, the world is yours
Let 'em know, I'm ready to grow
This goes out to all the people that I
think Nigel and Gervaise have got the idea. All set to go.
(Starter fires gun again and the twits move off in different directions)
Oh, and they're off
nizzle, you gon' get hizzle
Relax by the kizzle
An' go get us a couple hizzles
You dizzles
Yeah with Muggs
What it is
Sen Dog!
Keep it real gangster
my bed, I'ma lie in it, mum
Live by the gun, die by the gun (chyeah)
All the blood, sweat and tears that I shed was all worth it
When I see my
Two twin glocks
Yea that fucker cant see em
Cop pull us over
YeaI gotta conceal em
.223 guns
Yea I'm toting 6 guns
I tote my weapon
Let's go
to the sky
It'll feel like a look in my eyes
I'll be right by your side, baby
Let it go right now
Look into my eyes now
No, you're not alone
Trust me I know
money in it for all of us, I'll post your music
I know that this shit is a façade, I ain't gon' let 'em fool me
I can't put my trust inside no broad, I
This perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in
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