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station up by classic
Screaming RIP D.G.
Fuck the red and blue flag
Bitch I want it bad, bitch I want it bad yea
Swear that Billie Jean a bad bitch
All I

Swayed by the plaintive
Whistling of the wind
You must learn, we are all pawns
On this hopeless chessboard;
Your move!

"Maybe you don't know my face
But

I ain't sticking by the rules but
It weren't worth the sixth
So, I'm spitting till I am hoarse
Turn words to scripts
You can visualise my thoughts

did it all by myself 
But I’m breaking it down with my bros 
OG bag with a price so low 
But it move like za because it got that nose 
Truck keep coming

Chorus

Her mother said, "You bloody fool, 
Because you've broke the golden rule,
So pack your bags and suitcase too, 
And go and sell your

by every single girl and guy
The reason being why..because it’s that or die
Tho my first try. I missed the pitch it was a strike
 Yet now in my life

I'm at the gas pump
The price is so high
Biden sucked me dry
I start to cry
I'm at the gas pump
Everyone looks sad
Because it's that bad
Heads shake

stones in my ear
Kilo done graduate quick (yaaa)
Paid full price for the new wheels
Heard you niggas rented out new rims
Heard u niggas purped out
Talk

the cupid a ke batle mathata
If u asked me re Batman le joker
Because zaga ga e rata ya lofa
Made a pessimist outta my banka
I just sabawel' smele sa paper

angels above
Disappointed because bygones kill bygones by guns
Taking everything from one, just to end up with none

You can't even experience fun with no

in this leaf
I got pressure 500
U can get 400 gs
I go by tinnyy
Tee eye double n double y
I got bows for the low Bx ion lie
Real shit don't b surprised

Came from the streets, raised in the dark
That’s why my heart cold
Fuck the police, I got the law under my torso
By any means, gotta go hard, It can

The Girl Who Cried
Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney


Once there was a girl who cried 
Cried because she'd lost her way.
And the more she tried

the proper posture is to be prostrated

Quiet with silence, surrender, get bored on
By the spirit of grace, to condition us to stay
Connected sons

like to say ain't and auto detailers who just can’t paint
Because who am I to judge and look at you

Obese gym teachers, evil thinking preachers,

you are my sheep
I love coming to the studio
Because I'm on a streak
I get shit done
And I move fast
Haven't seen me at my peak
Bruh

Why y'all look so

you're all soft pawns because your homies split
In the heap of battle won't matter if your soul platinum
Only thing that matters, your knowledge of all

dance
You catching bullets, I'm feeling like Trey Lance
Sagging my pants
Because of these bands
They older than grandad
I'm a wolf you a sheep you like

Saw her standing by the record machine
Think I got nothing to lose
Won’t be long until I’m making a scene
I’ll say it’s all because of the booze
So I

reach me
My guy you no fit reach me Because
High way, that’s my way
If you cannot reach me, just dey your lane
Nyanya to Gwagwalada
Badman killing shows

police
Endangered species it's time that we stand up for peace
Because only you and I can do for you and me. word up

Chains and shackles on my feet I can't move freely
Can't you see like vivid pictures
This the real allegory of the cave
A simple minded slave blinded

With enough time anything can change
Even my stone heart will fade away
Right here and now I'd pay any price
If I could turn back... if I could

price
You gotta stay outta the box in order to be hot
And be yourself and no one else, and stay on top
Of your dreams. Don't me mean. Don't be worried