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begun
Has anyone
Realized what I've done
I've made 6 genres honey bun
30 albums and then some
Alone in my basement for fun
They don't know where I'm

38.4 seconds in and im about to kill the flow
Hop in my car, tank almost empty, im about to go
Album been teased for a few months, i hope you ready

make an album
Album, album, album, album

Feel like I lost myself
When I found temptation
Lord I read the bible
The Tuttie James edition
Reap what you

livres ça écrase les moustiques (bzz)
Un doigt dans l'engrenage puis j'rentre au bercail
C't'album y'a mille mains un peu comme les Hentais (mais nan)
Cet

No singles
All albums
And I don't give a fuck who found em
If you hate that bitch then pound em
If you have six bottles then down em
If your pussy

I was woken up by voices causing fear and pain
So eager to fix something that was not up to me
Been trying to see the love they told about
There's

Y'all mainstream rappers tried to kill the genre
When I can revive it by not smoking marijuana
I will also be a decent home own'a
I'ma 'finna own

Enemy of the State

C-BO

Enemy of the State

2000

is the limit
But this world is full of envy hold me back I've been done it
Shit what you thought see-Bo wasn't down
It's just hella hard to get up when

sweater in my drawer

So goodbye to those good old memories that we've made
This broken heart of mine will see brighter days
I packed this photo album just

This album has been uhm
This album has been one of the most challenging things I've done
I told myself when I began this journey that I would always

and then I spit it
It's like, now they can finally get it!
But, now I'm good, I don't wanna fit in
I've been a loser all my life
I've been rejected all my

from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies

I’m the foreigner
 
Woke up at the airport 
Strapped for cash
Can’t tell you why
It’s a mutilation of the nations
Strangest I’ve come by 
And eventually

Y'all can try
I've gotten wise to your alibis
So it won't matter who around for you stand behind
Through a falcon
Perched high on a mountain
My 3rd eye

I've walked in the dark
With no one by my side
Like a foreigner in the shadows
Like a man with no pride

Just me and my ride
All the way on the road

cry from the Florida beaches you've known
See I'm a foreigner I don't really fit here it's true
Starting to think that maybe I was foreign to you too

Gone by Tomorrow

Intro: Young Bradley
Every day brings new choices 
Listen to them inner voices
Uh-huh Uh-huh
 
Verse 1: Young Bradley
I feel death

To runway the foreigners
They incite our fears
When they greet us with spears

So help us Jah
For we've come this far
Is this our final day?
Should we stay

to change the world, but I'm out here repping Florida
Something like a foreigner 'cause people know I'm different
Here to print my life on music because I was

wonder why yo bitch always wanna choose
I got my mind right y’all blinded by the light
Stackin up this money from them darker nights
I can’t leave this

truce, being this accepted by the foreigners, who waited for beyond the ninth wave.

Chorus:

We will never forget all you've done, heaven gods. We suffer

feel
Need wins by the ton, If I wanna be quoted like Churchill
I'ma sing what I've sung, til' kingdom come
My spin move smooth as a ferris wheel, chill

Don't let up
I've been smuggled in by a foreigner
She keeps me gamblin' for her foreign love
But it only goes so far
She plugs me in
Like feedback

pullers by the score
It's the only place that country folk and dubs get along
Cos they're all so feckin hammered happy out and singing along

After