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own hands
Own hearts own sense yau
Lyrics
With your own to hands you got to work
With your own to hands you got to fulfil your word
Lyric With your own

rapping my lyrics like she Sasha Obama

Yeah you know the saying money talks with no debate
That's what got you showing late to every class at Georgia State

we live by the sword
Slicing quicker then doctors at cords
With clipboards
So while you sit on the corner, speaking excrement
I frequent murder g's,

Make dem no talk for instance by the way
Oh oh oh oh
Marijuana with the veggies
Make I stay away from medic
Check the lyrics on the regee
Still

was up at least, writing lyrics at 2, No, no)
They been watching my moves, No, no
But they don’t have a clue, No, no
Remember me and Reese we was up

ready to go
And now I got lyrics that heat like the skillet
The one that you cook on (Handle that)
I'm down here at Cookman with nothing to cook on
So ima

Play stupid games, you gon win stupid prizes
Lyrics in my head, but the meanings won't digest

Yeah, I'm feelin' myself
Not I'm not, that's true
Why

For the game we fantastic but it's only the two of us
The court would never imprison me coz I'm already trapped by my bars
I protect the rap game

f**king race
Wasn't feeling great you see

I had lucid dreams and I turnt 'em to lucid lyrics, this is only the start you better get used to it
I never

I spit a verse then I wonder the lord's at
Writin lyrics just so it can fit a format
I'm boutta be dead and gone where the floor at
At this day

out of control
Damn like why they got to hate sometimes
Like why they gotta hate on me
Damn i got to find a way to shine
Write my lyrics let the pain

Lyrics dem clean check di reasoning
Rich  lifestyle di team living
Dont judge cah  mi out an ah win
Your thought mi nuh have nothing
Smile inna mi face

(Okay)
What do you mean?
Do you see this ice on my neck?
Done dripped down and bought some baguettes
Don't need a ticket flying jet
Lyrics hitting

as a Cadillac
Grindin on your girl to this by movin her hips back
The poor chick's beggin not to make her a hunchback
Cuz the music's too strong
Just call it

I see the lyrics in my head and they control my Thoughts
I got valid problems so I smoke this shit cuz I Cannot
Lower all my pain yea
God you hear me

vicious
My words will keep you in stitches
Youll be pulling them out
Like damn now im supersticious

Wheres the lyrics yea wheres the music
You must not

I have zero regrets
Do I write the rest
Nah motherfucker let the beat play
Put my lyrics on replay
With your iddy biddy little sense of dread
I have

them scatter my bed

Wasn't aware of the old style(oh yea)
Am just standing by the road(no time)
They chop my vibes with my freestyle
Am high
Tho nobi me

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Om Namah Shivay Lyrics in Hindi and English – Shiv Dhun ॐ नमः शिवाय
By BhajanTimes -April 13, 2021

Om Namah Shivay Om

know I'm coming to torture
I off ya
Hide ya wife hide ya daughter
Carry the rhythm
The lyric gon get em
Carry the rhythm
The lyric gon get em
Carry

like a carnival passin by ohh yeahh (x2)

Woooyyy we mashin up di scene
Dis dancehall sound massive, yuh know we keep it clean 
ma lyrics

hearts converse
In whispers low lyrics disperse
Velvet echoes in the night
Hold me close in candlelight

Sipping on the taste of night
Every moment feels

Making my own beats
And writing the lyrics to
Drake got a ghostwriter
Never writes his songs
All of his big hits are made by
Someone else
Real artists make

against the corrupt
Force feeding garbage just to earn a buck
They're out of luck with their whack songs
Lyrics so trash
Selling music crack to the masses