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stadiums just like Billy Joel
Quincy Jones would be in my studio
Recording Phill Collins on the drums for my album
All paid for by my own discography
Oh
out nobody call you
You invite everybody out not one of yo homies fall through (except diff jones)
But soon as a nigga need something they talkin
shine he told me go get it
It's you by yo self when you lay in that ground
I ain't asking for nothing, ain't fronting for nothing
Invest in myself, boy I
Aaliyah was an American singer, actress, and model who was known for her smooth and soulful voice and her unique style. She released three successful albums
out of silicon
Fuck an NPC, not a citizen
Oracle, my talent
You love to go and criticize
Album made to legitimize
Your production make me snooze
Click
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
Let's put all our petty
Differences to the side, baby
We gon' be unstoppable together, dog
Stick together, we gon' be greater
Later, by Demun Jones
harehura, ayahuasca
Crença auxilia a busca, é bússola e alimenta a alma
Maomé, Jesus, orixá, Iemanjá, nagô, pajé
Gandhi, Dalai, Lau-Tsé... Evoé!
Vou tipo
and face like Craig Jones, case closed
Like your album is, at Waste Management
Nothing but an izm plate of razorblade damages
Only consumers your weak ass
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
Starborn! I'm on the go
Driven by Christ and hakuna reverse
Give me those As me ni chopi kwa hizi maverse
Nawacha marapper wakirevise
Ready
album, shit
So realize with your two eyes that my rhyme hypnotize
Just like Jim Jones baptized his followers
The wrath, there's a slaughter, have you
away
Jesus I just wanna stay, wanna stay
With you
Jesus we just pray for everyone who listens to this album, that you fill them with your love and that
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
bout my album
Tryna make a system guarantee i won't be outdone
Tryna be a victim when you always tryna start sum
This kinda money doesnt die, it
If it's time to die yo are we ready
What gets me is the fast lane will drive you to hell faster then Andretti
I'll point you to Jesus if you let me
never get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta learn to maneuver through the tight spots
Dirty bike cops keep searchin' a nigga Nike socks
I
pop club, everything just grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now motherfuckers see the face
Look at me
I know these niggas is trippin', these
Jones with her hair did
Now its flying everywhere she don't care what her head did
She an heir, yea
Caught up in the air, yea
Probably why she
Davy Jones locker
I don't gotta dream bitch I been a sleep walker
Sleep walker
Sleep walker
Bloodshot eyes while I count my sheep
Raise by wolves
you, Tyler)
Jesus, motherfucking Theresa
This nigga Game got Wolf Haley for this feature
My team is running shit like we have full-cleat Adidas
performing procedures
Jesus, I ain't trying to be facetious, but
"Vengeance is mine" said the Lord
You said it better than all
Leave niggas on death's
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
the album, I was floatin' on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin' on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got 'em clothes up the flow
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