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it going 
Cause you're showing me that you got some guts
And that's where I'm ending up 

Girl I'll fuck you so good 
That you thinking bout getting up

the rules they say
were written with blood

Raised by a huge herd
what you were was given away

one big flag will represent you
and tell you who to love

What you know about getting in the deep end
Swimming in her ocean I ain't even getting sea sick
Call me by my name and she don't even have a reason

Guts and Griffith we a 10-tile band man

All the shit I seen, I'm the white Denzel
Wake up in the morning and I give them hell
Keep your mouth shut, I

but the end is near
Blinded by the love of the money, the world leaders don't see clear
It's getting worse every year
We got to make changes, before

yourself
But boundaries are so good for your health
It can make you nervous
Make you scared
Like you're being chased by a grizzly bear
But it gets easier

Yeah, I bought you all these gifts and my mind is sailing free
Feel so sick down to the guts that I can't see
No matter what you tell me, I won't

That's by myself
Count on me man and nobody else
The miles that
I've gained 
With the aim 
Use my brain 
Things change 
Those memories you can't relive

men
30, we dangerous
We pop his top and get him gone
We smokin' angel guts
These niggas crumble on my mama
They can't hang with us
I got that good shit

guts up
Look I'm sick of unnecessary complaints
Necessary ones pushes me to adapt to the game
And know some niggas think that I will never change
From

Muster up the guts to lick nuts and suck dick
If you don't like it don't swallow, spit it
But I see you smiling, follow and admit
You like that fucked up

Grab the face by the door
The one that you've worn before
Prep a little talk and tonic
You're soon to be a little comic
You've got the guts to claim

can’t help but feel like I hate your guts
(I can’t help but feel like I hate you)

And it doesn’t matter how much I try
(And it doesn’t matter how hard I

and ever
I'm talking me and you
You know it's yes I do
Wonder if you do too
Are we moving too quick
Is this all too soon
Feel that flurry in your guts
Cuz I

walk before I crawl to independent
Passion not a part of me it's needed like intestines
Guts
Headspace to a weapon, I was target of it's tempers
Was
Said

It's a vybe, yeah
Makin' these rain (makin' these rain)
Hit 'em with another gut check
Back out da shades and packin' 'em crazy
It's a vybe, yeah

köcheln, mindestens
Schiebst du nicht denselben Film wie ich
Spiel' ich alle Rollen selbst
Und kümmer mich um das Geld
Und Grab den Award in Cannes dann by

the dad that wasn't in ya' life
I'm gone quicker than the liquor that's right by my side
I'm gone quicker than a pistol from a homicide
Ain't no need to act

All by myself
Maybe I'm not the one you use to love
I'm thinking I'm not enough and you hate my guts
I'm feeling like you're the one I use to love
I'm

yourself
And stick to your gut, cause it'll guide you on your way

I got a philosophy
Saying they doing it by themselves, it's hypocrisy
Saying they had

Waste my time
Degrade my life
I hate your guts
But you make me feel fine
I can't let go
Yea im speaking the truth
Imma f*** up with a lonely heart
I

Alles ist gut
Musik & Text
By Fanel Cornelius


Es geht nur nach vorne,alles ist gut
jetzt erst recht wo du bei mir bist, das macht mir sehr viel Mut

Break that shit down, roll up a blunt
I cannot see when I'm bunnin' on Runtz
Boo's back, love the backshots
Too fat, goes straight to her guts
Break

flesh
Brittle bone
Your fate is sealed

Regurgitating 
Gnawed 
Guts
Flesh
In 
Teeth
I am zombie

Paralyzed by sent
Stench of decay 
Blood and bile soak