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don’t matter the location
They’re driven by the money, always worried ‘bout what’s next
Counting all their fuckin’ dollars when they receivin’ the check

as i'm in it
But they don't know What it is to aim for the crown
The chills by the screams of the crowd 
Fuck the crutches cuz i run for The digits
That's

lead to show the world that this rap shit I can get it
Said it look at all my lyrics are wait fuck man I forget em
Shred em let em bet I get it I gotta

shit they Spitting in in the booth his poop
Only the truth could save them
Like they raised by Taliban Troops with this Brute behavior
The type they get

touched by Jerry Sandusky
Groupies busty
Vinyl dusty that inspire the lines
Wes, you go to your girl house
I'll go to mine
That’s 87 Eric and Ra
No maybe

of you I'll do it with my right hand
See I've been known for how different I do this shit
Full of soul how my lyrics and my music is
Full assault you'll

I die, always getting better
Strength deep inside would never let me give up
This is my come up yea I'm on the rise
Fueled by passion taking off

I’ll go to London for k cause I need the shards (See ya)
Not talking bout lyrics but my cousin drop bars (Drop)
I drew a line of the sand now I’m

of being broke
Lonely onely and sober
Tryna stitch it together just like a
Shoe cobbler
People changing on you as hairstyles
By Paul Pogba
Spreading false

The lyrics I spitting
The beat that I’m killing
Feel it
I need it
I need it
One for Kobe
Two fo' bron
Imma be all on my own
I used to play basketball
Sweating

The lights
Yeah yeah
A.L. All Lyrics
Rob D
Boogie Down
The lights
Brooklyn Bk
Ha ha
Yeah yeah yo Rob D what’s the deal yo
Hit em up
Yo lets go
I got

She is busking every cent of her life
Mesmerized how they walk on by
Well don't worry babe its the same up north
Land of the free but everybody's

knowledge 
My lyrics went to college 
Your lyrics sounds like 
It failed Grade 9 five times 
Then went to Northlink, Shit 
You poor thing 
You ain't smart

that rappin,
I'm coating all the cream,
Got you callin me the magnum,
Ask my lyrics flowing so your speakers they be blasting,
I be poppin off the top

I'm eatin green eggs and ham like I'm Sam I Am
My lyrics stay on fire yours are just a big ol sham
I'm not a poet but I feel like I'm Dr. Seuss
And if I

Sittin' in my bedroom writin' lyrics
And I'm thinking to myself about my goals
How can I get em
I'm replaying all my songs I ever made up on my

shitty
Feel these beats in your chest
And these lyrics in your kidneys
This is real, too obsessed with the image that is given
I stay popping up in every

lyrics high outta peep's reaches
Since I got off of these meds I got my root chakra deep red
I'm a metaphor whore lyrics get in this freak's bed
With

argh me flow mean
And you know them lyrics tighter than them emo jeans
Get all these lame kids I'm back and they ruin with that flow
Hit them with that

gonna get rammed
Don't be pushing my buttons
Ain't a remote for you to control
Telling my flow is off
Wait till the beat drops
Criticizing my lyrics

can focus on comedy, Yeah!)
But writing raps about my struggles is easy
(I'm writing these lyrics in my room it's really cold boy I'm freezing)
I'm

all my lyrics I ain't wrote it
Gon' blow bout' mine respectfully, take it disrespectfully
I always wanted Tek Phillipe, diamonds look the best on me

yeah
I want to make it in the rap game
Name the price
I know I can't suffer more pain than Christ
My lines are always mean so they say I'm nice
My lyrics

down
Maybe laid to rest and written by my own terms
Permanent solution to a temporary pain surge
Been overthinking it, like damn nigga, my brain hurt
Go