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wrong!
Drop it! Wrong creed!
You're killed by meat!
Don't dare come back!
I will smack! Smack!

Chorus (х4):
It's your mistake!
Your words are fake!
I know

Warning You  -  Music by Daniel Morency - Lyrics by Richard Lamarre

Verse I :

The Dice are cast
I take a glimpse into the future,
But it's not me

Up the ladder see
I could hideaway for a whole fucking year
By my lone niggas said I disappeared
I’m here
You won’t catch me in the scene
I got too

hustle
Hustle hustle all we do is hustle 
 

I know One play can change the game 
You can be down in the 4th and win da game 
I ain't trappin for no fame

to talk to my father, he responding with that smoke exhale
Thank you to my lord, he got me out that place so I prevail
Yeah, yeah, they say they by your

board 
I was so skinny they wonder why I ain't ate more (8 more) 
Ok you got me
I'm a slave to my curiosity 
Bad karma and it's here because it followed

1 profession
2 confessions 3 grams won't leave you flexing
But 4 years at hard knock u might earn some lessons
I want that Jackson 5 profit in my

the fact you thkn I give a fuck fooled you 
With my hair like a medusa
I'm plugged to the mains so stay a twelve volts user
So who's the crew
Hitting

Rhyme of the Remittance Man

Amadan

Hell-Bent 4 Victory

There's a four-pronged buck a-swinging
In the shadow of my cabin
And it roamed the velvet valley till today
But I tracked it by the river
And I

the nets we cast
Caught up in a basket of woven dreams, our lives intertwined our hopes and our schemes.
Wild water crashing over me
Wild water you have set

from you
I curse and I fight, I hate, my love I swear
And then I’m cast astray (to share a meme)

No ground and no root. All links to discard
I exchange

win
Not while I’m here
Not while there’s people to stand where I stood
You may believe
Victory’s near
But I know this well, demon, well as you should
I

Walkin

The Farm

The Farm Inc., Nashville, TN

2012

I'm taking the long road
'Cause I can do better by myself
I'm doing it so know
I won't be a slave to no one else

And the way I think you can

workin
That's the way of my kin
Leaving something for my
Grand grand kids
So yeah
Im finna plan big
Show em that it's all about the passion
If you ain't

gone
Omg omg omg
Wah
No bitches, no bitches
No bitches
No bitches
My mums gender always switches
Switches
You flipped the switch now I have cancer
Oh no

to buss it 8 to 4 working like a slave yeah 
Fuck a job I ain’t a hurting for a little wage yeah 
Uh, I need baguettes by dozens, diamonds like dinner they

to strip
Fuck the script
Im listening to my dick
Bad slave bout to be whipped
Probably woulda done it but she ill-equipped
Flip im in a relationship
Lost my

never
Speak when you got an open look
And wonder why life pass you by
Walk a path too fly for
Two times half you guys
Lookin at stats you buy it’s
Like

When you show fear it jumps at us faster than light
But if you do not show fear it cast its eye upon us gently
And then guides us into infintiy

yea
하지만 we don't give shit about that
성공이 빨리 찾아왔지 허나 멈출 수는 없어
핑크색 차압 딱지를 기억하기에 난
여전히 이겨내려 하네 나의 현실
bitch u can't stop me i'm still thirsty
돈을 벌 방법들을 나는

studying verses
Trying to find identity in a book
Written by somebody who doesn’t look like me
Tells me to be a good slave
To follow this man in all of his

made it a habit, turned to obsession 
Stuck in a bracket, I had to digress
Put words into action, had to finesse it
I picked up the traction, learned by

think he caught
Who can I run to? I escape from the dark
Defined by the truth, not every wicked plot
Fighting when victorious forget I'm blood bought

or not, but I'm thinking at least 47. rhunekincaid @rhunekincaid Sep 10 2014"Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, learn a real instrument" by Snob Dylan
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