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Ripe with the note that you left in the bag
Gave me the gift that I gave in the line of our past
What did you love?
All of your love was moving so
broken
It started out with abuse from the people I love the most
Physically it was minimal but the words are what made me choke
I'm looking for your
Until I met this girl (met this girl) who turned (turned) the tables around
She caught me by surprise
And I, I never thought I'd be the one breaking
up and all around me all the time in time with her
Half a glance, half cut, and half way home
Sure what the fuck, but, and slabbering and jabbing your
leave my side unless they speak
I get tatted on my veins, cause My pride is what I bleed
I go double platinum with no Album just to show you we don't Come
(Yeah)
Knock Madness
So what the fuck yall need from me
I'm here to make these fiends believe
They want it (want it), need it (need it), have it (have it)
Lawnge --
Black Sheep, rips and represents, believe we do
Have more crews than in the days of L.Q.
Now let me tell you, what other suckers failed to
We
of the few that disagree with me
And got your own views about who's really that dude
Well,
The south movement got ten months left
And come valentines day
where's that love when you need it
And my heart been broke, so if you got a piece, you can keep it
Yeah, got me thinkin', where's my drugs when I need them
ain't gotta see you
It might not be me but somebody need you
Love don't disguise the evil
The summer coming, that mean bodies coming
Youngins 'round
heard the hook
Then you fell to the floor from being shook,
God damn
Better run on the count of 3
What da hook gon be?
I'm a young Murphy Lee in 03
we've come a long way (look)
Uh (REAS')
Niggas want my old shit (ooh), buy my old album (yeah)
And tell your favorite rappers, "Come see me and peep
hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I
illustrated by myself
All of em narrated by myself
either let me breathe or get DDT'd,
Do you smell what the rock is cookin on ebt
I been schemin on it
numb
Spun around and shot one, heard shots and dropped son
Caught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'fore the cops come
Then they came asking me
"Karma came back, I had to get mine" (I had to)
I hit the cell by myself, really sick now
But this what it is when you the opposite of (6ix9ine)
A month
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
you man?
What's up with you man?
Man I'm doin' good
Dropped a freestyle and an album boy I'm back a fat nigga runnin' laps around
Other rappers might
comin' by the dozen, know that money come around
Can't nobody tell me nothin', I'm the one that bring em out
And I'm still up in the booth like I ain't
like you
Trust we gonna make it through
Depression, we hiding all the clues
Blocking what comes around before it gets to you
I'm doing things I thought
to that project for a sacrifice
That Calliope got that dope for less
Fuck around that bitch if you want, and get left
Brains hangin' off the steps,
rock pastel
Got your hip-hop essence out of the Cross Colours catalog
while I launch technology
Ask L. Ron Hubbard to break down my
buns
Cus i’m a fatass nigga that loves food
Rather hang out w yo mom or sum ion know
Maybe sum else sum else maybe sum else help
Send me a text bitch
Get
.jpg/216px-Linda_Gail_Lewis_1977_(cropped).jpg "Jerry Lee & Linda Gail Lewis")
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