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and five
I'mma be that nigga beatin' down
Traffic cops at stop signs
Now put that in your glass dick and smoke it
Who the dopest? if Ras spoke it, loc'est

on your door
Won't you come down and get me?
I like it when you hold me tight
You make me feel nice
The blue in your eyes
Makes me feel warm inside

I must confess, I am unimpressed
By them numbers on your check
Had to interject
Had it in her neck
Had her in her sweats
Had some winter sex
Bitch

Welcome to the album
Brought to you
By yours truly
It's the RBT

Never Gonna Stop (Giving You Love)

Darron Moore

Love's Flight

you
Been so long since we kicked it
Your love?s my addiction
Keeps me going crazy

Baby the look in your eyes
Makes me lose control
Let me feel the heat

I'm the next to blow so you can kiss my ass bitch X-O
All my ex's know I'm the nicest guy until you cross the line
Then the white in my eyes goes pitch

my blood or this right
You a guppy I despise I got bigger fish to fry
But go on about your disguise deadbeats can't look at my eye
Bitch Aye

Bitch ass

the bitch in your eyes gave a long stare
I been getting rich wit the guys so we all share
Blessed
Put my faith in the process I got next
Monster like

Wish I could take it back to 2012 so we could start again
Uh been in my zone tryna complete this album
Then this tragedy hit it kinda killed the outcome

album

Seems like a celtic song, devils from Tasmania
a Baltimore’s rain
hahaha

Poetries in conflict in the prayers from the photos
your whispers singing

and the Kubrick vibes
Make your eyes wide shut when you see me shining
Coz I'm on my Kill Bill like Mia Wallace
Music is my chill pill so I need more
I'm the real

horsemen arrive
I've done performances live
In empty auditoriums
Ignored by scores of them
Unfortunate?
Of course it is
But I remain victorious
Why?
Cause

There's evil lurking in the corners of our eyes
And comes a person that'll probably change your mind
Man, never let go of that
Please, never let go, please

with this heart 

I'm loser a winner an atheist believer 
A Dot in in the Middle a flame in the Winter 
I'm pulling the trigger by blowing the Whistle

It’s time for me to go 10 out of 10
This is album mode
And I’m coming for your head top
Like I’m shooting basketballs playing on the blacktop
I’m

at listening
But I heard it when you said you had enough

Oh, your words
Couldn’t be any clearer
But it took me a while to understand
Now it hurts when I look in

selfish baby
Back in 2012, we use to run around
But you kept us on the low like we were underground
Started dissing all my dreams
Now your hearing every

Uurrahhhgg!
Eyes up
Hop in
Wulffy bout to set the record
Cant be fuckin around they be lookin to murder me.
Opps been absurd, scratch it with

in my dark days head in a blaze with the thoughts of a razor blade
Just a phase will dissipate, drop a pill till my eyes dilate man I'm In a state
But

Excellence

Byron Bank

Current Situations

an album by myself without feature to spit
And still feature my shit, it's only me and my bitch
All eyes on me, that classic Tupac shit

Now can I get

to see
Around here we do not fuck with your team
You're a storm in a cup of tea
It's nothing
I mean my furious styles father the scene
You got a part of my

your needs, planting growth in newborn seeds. 
I been hot, since the days of 10 spots,
Or like hitmen aiming with 10 dots.
To the cemetery, relived even

don't leave without bruh though
Shid keep your eye out!
I was low-key, working for the best of me
The last beat I made, I realized that I'm proud to be

So I thought of
A thousands ways to end this album
But
Ultimately
I decided
To end it
With a poem
By my friend
Ali Longo
Pretty today
Smells like