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Or drop by that mill to hug all the right people
I'll be out to Iceland to hash out my woes
With your cunt-crossed boss' spin teacher in-toe yeah
I've been

We go together like

Rain clouds on rainy days

Your sunshine takes the pain away

When i'm Feeling lost and all alone

With just one touch you bring

energy/

Wants me inside her/

Inner most thoughts on the love tip/

Working every day to keep her promise to God/

That's the realist verse I ever wrote/

Im kujo on this concrete, cougaur up in my seat
Passin up a jaguar, gozzilla i speak
I these streets i stomp, gorllia king kong
Cloverfeild montser i

my head
One day they will
Call me king
Echo through the streets
My name is what the people sing
But for now Ill stay
Living in the dark
Blood is in

bring the fucken rounds
King of rap I don't need a crown
Burn some trees when you hear this sound
Life is great success I'm bound
Hit the golden gate,

bring the fucken rounds
King of rap I don't need a crown
Burn some trees when you hear this sound
Life is great success I'm bound
Hit the golden gate,

bring the fucken rounds
King of rap I don't need a crown
Burn some trees when you hear this sound
Life is great success I'm bound
Hit the golden gate,

bring the fucken rounds
King of rap I don't need a crown
Burn some trees when you hear this sound
Life is great success I'm bound
Hit the golden gate,

bring the fucken rounds
King of rap I don't need a crown
Burn some trees when you hear this sound
Life is great success I'm bound
Hit the golden gate,

It's a brand new day
Nothing holds me down
I'm embracing what the cross has done for me
No turning back
Moving forward now
Jesus Christ, He is

King Coast, Bob, Bob, a hundred plus
Still runnin' numbers up, still done enough
But it's still like I ain't done enough

Keep them blue face hunnids

bring the fucken rounds
King of rap I don't need a crown
Burn some trees when you hear this sound
Life is great success I'm bound
Hit the golden gate,

and gave me theirs in replace

I had a African name, to match my African skin

Colonialist hated the fact I came from African Kings

From the African

Peter
Aldrig under 100 på mit speedometer
Hos mig er der ikk' noget der hedder rettigheder
Jeg er sheriffen i din by, på stationen er jeg leder
Year

plays a song for me to sing

If you let me, dear indocile king
It’s time for me to leave
This neverending scene
As I am no longer bothered by what could

after you gone
Your Old Earth told me you start
To die the day after you're born
That's the realest thing I ever heard
So much power in words
Be mindful

Knights
We run this town
Overworked
Underpaid
Live and die
By the blade
Week is over
Fun begins
Just tonight
We live like kings
Wallet and phone and keys

Lost in this haze
I swim in the mist for days at a time
You come to a point where one
Must act on his words a broken resolve
A path carved into

And a government for hire and a combat site
(Brando, The King And I
And The Catcher In The Rye)
Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry
(Eisenhower, Vaccine
England's got

tires we spin (Skrt)
Crown the King don't pass the gin (That Crown)
Yea it's TyRi, but say it again (2Times)
Won't open the door, so I kicked it right in

She grabbed a bottle of King and almost made my head hurt
See her arm start to swing, hung in the air hit the dirt
But it's sad to say that to this day

I was born and christened by the river
I put my fate into the hands of men
They say one day the Good Lord will deliver
The truth is that I doubt it

circles til she shiver
I don't know about a river
Had her datin by a lake
Spent a lil under ten how much it's gone take
Might chill and take a break
Let her