Lyrics:
Had chi mora tnach
Devil maaya kyn
Chno li mora lmot
Devil maaya kyn
Future 3amr tchach
Lila tay7 ko
Vodka 9ra3i f lard
Angel fia yfaya9
Ldakhel zin
were high by 7:25
And by 2:10 it wore off and they were boutta to die
Heard em say I hate being bipolar it's awesome
Monacellis green shirts making
One hundred years go by
If I close my eyes
Viewing color TV
Pictures drop out of the sky
I'm falling further than I've been
I know you're just
and turns written by a writer,
6-my enemies chuckle at my pain, they laugh at my screams as i get burned by the fire,
7-is this the life i deserve? i got my
and turns written by a writer,
6-my enemies chuckle at my pain, they laugh at my screams as i get burned by the fire,
7-is this the life i deserve? i got my
waiting for? I blaze them all I'm past hot
Fuck you, fuck your team, fuck your mascot
Trash talk talk trash walk past but don't look
I can tell by the vibes
Would you would you be the one
The only one for someone
Now 5 9 10
Just the one
Same thing
Seven days a week I long to see your face again
And I
Take all the wrongs and make them right
I am in a daze, so I don’t see my life passing me by around me
Working seven days a week ,forgotten who I used
care about what we say
There's no justice, there's no justice at all
It was a bright light day, at the seven`th May
Some Norwegian police motherfuckers
imma put em to sleep
Man this shit still crank, By the end of this week
Real talk bitch im back on that nonsense
And you know I be running the city
They
Launch preparations complete
T minus 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 launch!
Launch Time ooo
T minus 10 to ignition
Auspicious weather conditions
Optimal
sipping on the Yak
Mean I got it by the gram, if I got it by the gram, it's about a hundred rand
Smell it, I can't crush it with my hands
Crush it, with
niggas looking for space
We boxin niggas out
Heavyweight, these featherweight niggas got
A lot of mouth
Its like these rappers picking cotton now
Milked by
Rock the F and N still gon' fuck her friends
(Top, Amiri bottom, you know what I'm sayin'
With the Glock tucked in that bitch)
Still gon' pop 'em by
thinking Imma stay long
But I’m back keep a strap on me 24
7 cuz my opps looking to get clapped
Half of these ngga they ain’t spinning no sit
So better stop
But I'm stuck
I can keep pretending
But we both know
Waking up at 7pm
Baggy clothes and bad excuses
That's not who I am
But no one gives a damn
Girl your so cute maybe
We can go out and get tacos
Lay down by the beach so
I don't get another heat stroke no
Why u gonna cause all again beb
I
Hah hah hah hah
80 degrees, hemmed by reveries
Iron out saudade and wrinkles unfold
Off-grain fabric tells a different tale
Tailored frequencies need
Look at all that's happened
Started from the bottom now we livin' lavish
(ching) throw on Stuey
You know his picks are smackin' (smack)
It's been 7
On the plane headed back home
Thirty days sober cant believe its over
Seven months gone coming home strong
What a nightmare that I was on
What
Wading through seven miles of blood
The horizon's been swallowed by the flood
And every time I take a step
I know that it might be my last
The sea was wild that day
And I fell over
Seven years to the day
I lost my four leaf clover
I went down in the water
Won't swim no more
Waiting
and again
Never leave the lane, never show your pain
Never show the toil
I will never fall and
By skill I will survive
When the enemy attacks you must stay
Teach my fingers to war
I got a taste but I need more
Train these hands to fight
It's not by power or by might
But by your spirit
I am a warrior
I
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