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to see the mistakes coming
Now here I am, been kicked down and beat up but still I stand
Cause I had to, I want this right here forever
Like a tattoo, I

I'm done with this play
I'll be there by 9, so light up some candles, I'm making the drive
I see that you melting, I see in ya eyes
You say that you

lyrically, beat his ass like Joe Jackson
Look, metaphorically speaking, of course
But it don't take much to pull that nine out and give him something to whine

You put a fork up your sleeve and walk into a room, it falls out at some point and suddenly everybody's having a good time.

Served by 9 A.M.

Two

Ohliba, hey kweku darlington
Rymz
Hey yeah invasion london hey hey
Its ephriam on the beat hey hey hey
Ouuu oooo ouuuu OOO ooooo

Me and my hommies

but miss the beat
Mouthing words to songs I don't know
Spent my budget for the week 
And making my way home 
With only one shoe 
Get help by a stranger

tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
Now come on down to the magic city
And they say it's real tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
First off nigga, I'ma start by sayin'

chcą byś się wyjebał na zęby
Zabić cię chcą za trochę tego co szeleści
Trzyma nas więź, a nie sentymenty
Was trzymają storki i kurwa komenty

W pracy

Cut, stab, chop, ouch!
Welcome to the Slaughterhouse!
Left your daughter out
Now I got her by the pouch
And I'll turn her out, with my mouth
'cause I

time
Been on my fucking grind
I feel my soul has gone
Yeah I've been getting high
I've been getting high
Though I don't wanna die
Every night, go by
I

murder won't be my first degree
But if so, fuck it let's go
We'll do it perfectly
If my nigga pass the nine, I'm the mastermind
I say whatever work for you

You put a fork up your sleeve and walk into a room, it falls out at some point and suddenly everybody's having a good time.

Served by 9 A.M.

Two

She wanted to be a nun
Until that fateful day we met
I beat the crucifix
In a game of Russian roulette
I burned my Beatles records
Because she hated

Rick
We empty that shit till it click
Immaculate fit, take a pic
I beat it up then I just go (I go)
FMG-9 w a scope (ah scope)
I keep it just right by my

yo home up
Like it's Oklahoma
Or 9-11
I shoot at yo brethren
I shoot at yo crew
We in the stu
Yeah we in the booth
I drive by on you
Put you in a tomb

How'd I ever get this lucky in my lifetime?
Even for a month, it felt like nine lives
I'll still be waiting here baby I don't mind
Now I'm lost in

Making love to my pen, let the ink spill Never been a fake, always kept it real
Been broke, being broken, Chosen by Horus Fuckin' up the game, I'm a owner,

that's ever happened

That's rapping, can't hold me
For the caption, put the jaw drop emoji
Rippin' the beat in half
Write up the heat and laugh

Repeat,

If only I could see the guiding light in Front of me.
I'd try to twist this story
And rid myself of disease.
I can't breathe, my heart beats
Faster

ain't know but niggas knew
Had out for me
Remember after school
They tried to jump him in the street
Cuzzo beat all of they ass and didn't take defeat
Was

like beats, yeah, get rolled like a pack, get your ass smoked
I do not play by that beef shit, nigga, I'm PunPunn, murder she wrote
All these lil bitches

then again I'm pissed off, slingshot my big ball inside her pretty hole
Then 9 months she yields a fucking baby doll with her face rot what the fuck!?

it's a travesty we did her like the beat
Move with skull and bones like i'm Barbosa
Shoutout P, that's my composer
Reverse osmosis, sipping water by

them racks up in my back pocket, I got a BBL

Treat a stu  just like a 9-5, lil' bitch you know I'm workin
I don't wanna shoot yo fuckin' Drac unless