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I  L O V E  Y O U
It's what I feel

Yo I remember 
First time that I saw you
You walked by
I stood still like a statue
I had to
Speak in tongues

hell, all a dream, I wear the crown, I'm king
Respect this mandatory, end of the story
Go fly a kite, category ain't got none
You know I'm right

enslaved, raped, robbed, and persecuted. To the men, women, and children who died, in their struggle to live, never to be forgotten, Reuven ben Menachum yo

D.F.F. ekipa napada, propada, plan ti, rimama kompoziram
Pamti, da rokamo mikrofon cek, pa m
E zapamti Stranac, bosanac i dam ti, znanje upamti

Ils, des

see how i de ben sikin
I'm not a God, not a King
Got my arm in a sling 
Like David ready to swing
E go ting a ling a ling add a dong to the ding
Now

I said that I will love you for life
Now I can't count the tears that I've cried
You're the only one that I want
Can't believe that now all is gone

coupe not care about CashApp
I go by Capman aside from Blickey for all these cap ass bitches
And I just whip the coupe so fast for all my Mad Max bitches

and your beats
Leave you deceased by my speech, then I'll finally feast
But first, you need to get me off this mother fucking leash
Oh oh, oh
King Kong ain't

league
Shid i feel like the only slave that can read
The extraterrestrial in this generation cuz by the example i lead
I rather meet my demise like Mark

the hate
Inspired by the greats, walk that path, they paved a way
I cannot fuck with a bitch that's two-faced, no, on God, I'm turnin
Body count like

the brodies but I'm by myself within
It's a river of sorrows
When my money falls, it's a long swim
Swim
Swim
I jump in mistakes, so I can sink out the hate
I

blaaast)
They burnin' theyself out
They runnin' outta things to say
So they rely on WHO! E-40 Belafonte
The innovator, the king of the yay
The money

Never Again

Remedy

The Genuine Article

2001

of bread, banished, hold in for questioning
And vanished, never to be seen again, I can't express the pain
That was felt in the train to Auschwitz, tears

on my neck but I'm wealthier than you niggas think,
I turned mud to gold by mixing hustle with my faith,

When you speak on me, let ‘em know a nigga up,

Um yeah
Things we do for love
Things we do for love
No one can imagine me

What you did to me last time was by the way
Recently your name
Prostitute

immaculate
Girl can't you see
Attackin the paint
And pull from the wing
I made my mistakes
But Still winnin rings
Found my circle
Surrounded by kings
Titled

gold covered cuz imma King
Cash rules everything round me I need that C.R.E.A.M
And if she throw that box I got ta beat like Hasheem
If rappin don't work

tear me down
Bitch I’m on a dream 
That’s by any means
See me in the stu with the collard greens
I got tunnel vision
Nothing in between 
Tryna cop

this fucking bumble bee,

Put it in my colons talk it like it’s meant for me,

Hit the E-way and I treat it like its calling me,

But now I’m cooling

Hypo Full of Love

A3

Technology Alert, Vol. 15 + It

1996

Step Twelve
I know you're ready to become a disci disciple,a lonely little reverend
making his way day by day,in the congregation
Hustling a dollar

just decided (hah), I'm the new king of this shit
Feel I'm the best since '96 (woo)
Used to have no electric, now my shows electrifyin' (ha)
Niggas

to the almighty
Everybody L O V E
Hide Jah love, in your heart
Abide by his law each day
More bless to give than to receive
Keep your heart pure and clean
Cuz
Jirah

World of a King

David Mead

The Luxury of Time

1999

a tear and a tutu
The phone never rings
And he can´t go on, he´s banging on a keyboard
There´s an E-mail to Jesus from the world of a king

I took

myself smoke and count this paper

'La bitch bent on the table
Beat 'dat 'la baby rock 'dat crattle
I'm 'tryna get to the paper get me a mansion and by me