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'95, 24 years later, I'm sayin I feel alive
Tell me "No" 3 times? Working at my best. Throw up the index, Daniel Bryan with the Yes!
And let’s try

our hearts are sworn
We never stop to doubt

But somehow when the day is gone
The spell is broken, lights go on
And with one final tired yawn
We throw

right
So roll up another one I seen a pop and he tried to run
Niggas only act tough if they got a gun
But id rather throw hands its a lot of fun
Off

'll never wrap my hands around your throat
When you lied (When you lied)
I felt so tied (I felt so tied)
So fucked up inside (So fucked up, so fucked up)
My

vail
Do I hear wedding bells? My dogs throwin rice
And it's the day that your
Father give you away
To a real man that gently put
The ring on your hand
Do

guy man all I do is win

This the Bedwars cnthem listen to this while you play
Loading up SkyWars killing pros everyday
Bring my foes to their knees,

dimensions exist
My hands are hitting your picture, and the image, it shifts
I tear it up and scatter it over the ocean, the golden boy that was swallowed by

Yerrrr!
The rise and fall of a mortal man
Even with a plan in hand you don't stand a chance
Willing to fight pick up a fighter's stance
When you fall

it blam dirk
Play wit milani take yo ass out like milano’s
762’s look like lil bitty ass torpedo’s
Say my name I’m on a nigga ass like Chico
So many

of bumbags
I eat Big Macs by the six pack
You chicken-heads are running a deficit - like a million (Lil Ham, uh)
You chumps are fighting for changes, I rake in

I'm so paper
I'm so paper
If ya paper than just pray for me (pray for me)
If ya paper than just chase with me (chase with me)
Grew up paper joined

I hitched a ride with the bride last night 
Her left hand adorn and I almost died 
Thinking how we'd tower 

I stepped on her bike and your

Stay home, but fuck me through the camera of your screen
This quarantine gon make me take one for the team
You’re by yourself in your apartment,

Two in the Morning

Jennifer Brown

Vera

1999

Don't go to sleep I just might call
To throw you up against the wall

I want to be the girl who smiles standing by her man
But secretly I want you

hands up in the sky
Do what feels good inside
Verse 2
It’s Friday, and I just got paid, hey hey
Let’s hit our favorite spot 
Forget me not
Through out

shots
Just hand a nigga your heart
You can take mine
Ok you see I got my thunder
Like I'm KD
I have you folding ya cards
You try to play me
Body cold if

Muhammed
I think I'm getting it slow
Once I know it's a problem
I'll turn my mind into a weapon
Picked up the pieces to solve
Puzzled on they expression
How

naps. Really waiting for your presence nigga tell me where you at. (Aye) tell me where you at. (Aye) tell me where you at.
I slide by like round five I

it all, I'm embracing
All of this hate that I know I be facing
Even when I put you in a coffin by your grave, it's
Never gonna change 'cause I caused

blame the dark
The world
How it aint fair
All the lies that they tell
I don't care
Baby you can blame em all
But you can't blame me
For where you ended up

I've never really fit in this world 
I'm trying hard I've got to make it work 
Surrounded by what holds you back 
Still being hated for being black

hands, go to sleep
Shake ya ass! 'Cause I said it like Mystikal
Shake ya ass! Like a tribe dance ritual
Shake ya ass! 'Til your grandma would be miserable

probably sell your dna on ebay
You see your doppelganger pass you by on the freeway Hey Hey
Maybe I watch too many TV series, Maybe I watch to many

Temptation to expand
Your kingdom, by other good people's hand
All I want is everything and
Everything is mine for a time
You may find out that too many things