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50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak

Way down in Macon
Put your ear to the ground
Where the brothers are sleeping
And you can still hear the sound
Of a band that was singin'
About

So
I had an epiphany when I was about to write this song, I was like
Y'know what Jay? Jay you kinda nice bruh
By God's grace of course, yeah
In fact

heard real recognise real
That's why they feel kid
Grew up round them plugs
You ain't middle manning shit
I made more then your phone
Just by kicking

and hear it's all around
The groove I'm laying down

Dik Muzik
But you can call me Richie
Dik Muzik
All my tunes are pretty
Dik Muzik
You can call me Richard

shit but when the strap hit em
They ask for God
Like Lord Jesus please cllah where you are?
This the war, where everybody want to be a star
Meanwhile I

and pretty damn cold
Well than how in the hell are u decrypting german codes

Sir sir what's your name? capital A Turing
Mum says I am the best mathematician

the devil went down
Way down in Macon
Put your ear to ground
Where the brothers are sleeping
You can still hear the sound
Of a band that was singing
About

subscribe to any particular economic theory
Harooooooold where you wanna go?
Harooooooold will you bring your bowl?
Harold lives by my window, and sometimes

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

school
Where it's cooler to ruler cuz you learn
About my feats unless you're Beuller
You Nerd! is what I heard but I twist the word
Never Ending Rapping

the shell that covers up your life

Would you die
Oh, would you die?
Oh, would you die in 80 years with me?

Children of Marx and McOdola
We are the children

Downtown's been caught by the hysteria
People scream and shout
A generation's on the move
When disco spreads like a bacteria
These lonely days are

are out
Welcome the passion of the groove

The golden years
The silver tears
You wore a tie like Richard Gere
I want to get down
You spin me

hillside.
My silent grave,
That's where you lay.

Buried dead bodies behind.
Their last words are still etched so clearly into his mind. Driven, possessed by

you don't donate, you're gonna be washed by the flood

You Are Gonna Pay The Price
When The Time Is Right

Pimpin’ (Happily Ever Came After)
Copyright by: MvzikByDMG
Performed by: Haylo Romes
Written by: Richard C Roman

Intro
Baby you know I be 
Here,

That's on car, on Subaru
And you can too
Why? What? When?
Where? Who?
How you do?
It don't matter to me like I'm Drizzy
Spinning on these racks like I'm

Yo B
Let's go Harder than we did on Serpents ight
This should be easy
We Naturals By now
Let's get it
YEAH!
Notice
I put all you niggas
Imma Notice

to ask
What are you after
And what are you after it for
Turnt up two times
One ain't enough
Outside
Where the thugs at
Outside
Where yo plug at
Outside

You'd fail to operate in my shoes, you are a torn lace
I'm just trying to see ya safe like it's home base
Art of war connoisseur but got that carnivores

many ways
When are you seen as a dollar for a killing
Killing for a dollar is as easy as the rhyme scheme of Top Billin'
Making a million itch, a billion

Writings On Disobedience And Democracy

Vinnie Paz

The Cornerstone of the Corner Store

2016

"
Picking up where we left off
"Dealing of sickness, disease, and hunger
Now that's fundamental
If you want to end terrorism, you have to stop being

Glory

Noreaga

Confessions of Fire

1998

and want to holler rape
But you live in the burbs'
Your business is on the holidays

Chorus
[Noreaga]
Now where my up north niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my