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the rose made that Flip BIG
Big flip shit Filipino flagging
I got drip like Raya and the last dragon
Big flip I just hit a lick
Big nose nigga big lips
Punch

souls are shaken 
 People are dying every day
Family and friends, we losing along the way
The pain is immeasurable 
We are plagued by adversity
We salute

Bloody kills
To entertain
The excited mob scream
Execution!

Murmillo and his shield want to attack
Secutor defends by dying when bleeding

In their

I want to say this song goes out to all the militaries
People who are out there, the army, the marines, the navy, all y'all
Thank you for your

the marathon
Something to remember her by, she left her thong
Coolan with my niggas, taking rips out the bong
Feel it in your chest
Building up my stocks, they

to remember
Whip her like she a sinner
Nah i aint no beginner 
Bet I last when I'm in her
Got her tongue by my zipper 
In here cruising like Penelope
All about

into your hearts probably make a pothole, 
Only salute the frosh niggaz, 
Fuck all the smellows 
Still am rising, 
Like morning erection, 
Am fucking all

Yea, look, see he grew up in the game, blueprint passed down, yea he had the last name (he did)
A whole generation of enterprisers, patent

true players know the science
and those that's behind me be the Giants 
while y'all are Jets
last place niggas minor threats
stay on the move till it's

quicker?
In the absence of a mic, I'll clutch liquor
And raise a salute to the three who
Gave me the strength to be Katie
Things change, yes
People make

the things that I pop
And then a nigga paid his bills from the hottest singles I drop
Last week I got a phone call
And here was my sister’s best friend say

free
Salute to any nigga that ever
Hit a lick with me yeah we grew up finessing
Kicking doors and card cracking
Catch a opp nigga lacking
I'm like

baby!
You fuckin' with the Blac Prime Minister
Baby!

You are now rockin' with the most exalted
I'm aimin' for the head
And your frame'll get somersaulted

This ain't no wrong or right thing it's a way of life thing
From sun up, sun down 'til the morning comes
You can bet your last dang dollar, I'm country

salute you lord of flies

Beelzebub, believe me
Together we are strong

Destiny, it is in fact
‘cause you’re approaching me at last
Spit it out, these foul

Stupid Little Games

Tree Thirteen

Rough Grooves Surface

no fury
Like a woman scorned
But her loving was so good
That I ignored the forewarned
Naive was I to believe
That these feelings last forever