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Yessir uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh haha
Sick with it, six digit's, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
Ok, ok (heeeyyyy) yeah
We back in this bitch (Lovely Daze like this)
Jim Jones nigga
(you know) , Capo Status (COOFIE SMACKA)
Aka Jim Caso (lovely
to the ground
I don't do regrets
So i had to check
Not here for sex
No popping cherries
This ain't complex
Pretty ordinary
Like Jim Powell
John Slaterry
So you
My front porch
Has got new paint and a custom swing
And the way I keep that front lawn
It could pass for a putting green
My driveway's paved,
After the war I went back to New York
A-After the war I went back to New York
I finished up my studies and I practiced law
I practiced law, Burr
You'd think it was poker
God will take me to the Crystal Palace
In another league now
So by Gods grace I'll manage
My life and my team
Are influenced by
Wife
Start rebuilding from the present in the disposable life
Adios: Charles Thompson
Buenos Sueños: John Hancock
Sayonara: William Jackson
See you
Say their names
(Jacob Blake)
Say their names
(George Floyd)
Say their names
(Breonna Taylor)
Say their names
(Eric Garner)
Say their names
(John
young Henry took the throne, Margaret, his consort
Then, Richard's Berengaria, recognized by the court
Isabella, in 1200 became Queen under John
Eleanor
and the thunder
By the time that you realized that it's goin' down
You may find yourself going underground
When they see that this life is upon us
We would see
his autograph earlier in the day
The news broke
It was tragic
It was sad
It was a heartbreak
The gunman took the life of
John Lennon
not saying I'll upgrade you
But your life would be better
Like I made you
Brand new
FYI, I don't mean to be modest
You best recognise
You're in
friends and they live in my head
John Jez Bel Lenny and my man Jim
Looking for a place that we can pretend
Neverland wonderland smoke
Hiding in the cold
please don't hate won't take the trait gotta new bait
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living
Lord not be smitten by the cage
please don't hate won't take the trait gotta new bait
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living
Lord not be smitten by the cage
yard (Sideways)
And motherfuck the camera time, I need family time (Yeah)
I need "go see Uncle John in Atlanta" time (John)
I'll probably never get
Yeah windy City Heat
10 years
Let's way go back in the day (How far back?)
Way back 2003
A new movie came on TV about a sports PI
Who just wants
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
on Franklin Street
And the lamppost bulbs were broke
For the life of me, I could not see
But I heard a brand new joke
Two men were standing upon a bridge
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