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view of my obstacles in my opticals
Breaking down the game like a molecule 
With this album no flopping failing ain’t optional 
Ten toes down to move

an "Encore". Here's a standing ovation.

To me you are the "Greatest".
You do more than the Jays and Waynes did.
Whenever there's rumours your albums coming,
I

a manger
Mary said she fucked god but prolly just fucked a stranger
Then fiction is an album by bad religion 
And a song 

So sing along be the poison pawn

Rick James

Murs

Felt: A Tribute to Christina Ricci

grabbed him by the coat

[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that

[ Slug ]

Halleluja oto ja Chory Pastor
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to ill
You can't talk the talk
You can't walk the walk
Been dwelling with the muggers
And the murderers talk
Your shocked by the way I
Regulate ya'

Wache uf und schribe wiiter a mim album über sex

charre so lila juicey lueg mis weed a
poppe mi vida alles alles shiint weni verbifahr
output so wie

(Mason)

Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause

it)
And you know that choppa hold 50
Patek watch, cost me 350 (50)
Play my album and you know it's litty
Tryna (tryna), get it (get it), out the (out

my first album to be a little bit of everything
Tempo's created and in rhythm alone
A vibrational
"Temple" pull that attaches your soul "Our

dry
I been through way too much, you can't offend I
Plus I'm knowin' one true self, you tryna get by
I don't  Hang around with niggas, just tryna get

the ink and then you're done for
Ahead forever, fuck a rushmore

Grew up in East Orange I was naughty by nature
Where the vin numbers never match the car's

that last album was really just a sign
Who the fuck really wanna get played with
I'm just waiting for a moment I can get dangerous
Anybody wanna diss me

is for my fans, yeah, this is for my fans
I grit my teeth out here in this jungle
Surrounded by truth to see, I know what now this like
It's a gamble

a purloined lighter
Leave arteries flow choked like an In-N-Out drive-thru
Then evolve to resolve your clogged heart shocked by Raichu
Catch him blazing in

Kirby
My album got nothing but hits wait
(Nothing but hits)
This the home run derby
I'm swinging to hit out the fence
(Swinging to hit out the fence)
I'm

get a zigg zagg


It's like the more that i get it
 it's like i'm gross & i'm ill

I know the album is crazy 
but it's just showing you skills

c Ton

chopped at

The knees for being off by a couple degrees 'dafuq is dat?' others asked

On my behalf when I was back on track

And guess what came back

'it

I’ll be at 23 
All I know is our still be hacking at a music 
Career
 Even if I know I ain’t great 
Selling albums and mixtapes 
But there is no fixed

Feels like I'm stuck inside a maze
But there's no dead ends just graves
I come from dead ends surrounded by graves
Some of those graves are my mates

som PTSD, no popravde som ho pustil
Neexistuje baddie, ktorú by som nevedel zobrať so sebou Neexistuje vec, ktorú keď chcem, nakoniec nedám
Nevidím jeho

Barbarian bars, leavin' caesarean scars
All these wack ass albums
They comparing to ours
Statik and Ran, im just a savage with grams
We hit the block hard

started and I'm head hunted by promoters you ain't even getting mail
Funny thing bout this whole shit
Making paradise was a living hell
I don't even have

rehearsal I'm sick
My album is like one long AIDS commercial (yuck!)
I'ma take your worst nightmare
Divide it by fair and multiply it by 9 squared
I'm