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every scene by heart,
they all went by so fast
If he's passin' back this way,
I'm not that hard to find
Tell him he can look me up if he's got
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
My brother man he they low key
He tell me say he wan run gee
Poor man sense
He say he no they find handwork
Make I buy ham new laptop
Poor man sense
married to a citizen of New Zealand who is a doctor. He was a very happy man as only a few days after the wedding he got into the Special Service department
is
Hair long, and I bless songs, I'm Jesus
Put the city on the map like Bron out in Cleveland
That's what the objective of my team is
I got good D,
Guess I’m by myself
Bitches couldn’t find the help
Now Im turning violent fuck your bitch just like I’m wreck it Ralph
Put her on a shelf
Take her down
she's with the kid, then she's nobody's
Call me Mr. Louis V, them other dudes is swap meet
My swag perfect, them other dudes sloppy
We both hot, fire
This is where the young folks are born
And the old people die
We're just tryin' to get by
Tell 'em meet me at the crossroads
This is the good
Who started ladies night, man
Giving them pass with fifty cent drinks
Have they lost their mind?
Once you start something
You know its hard to stop
Uh, I'ma give it to 'em just like this
(Jordon, is that you?)
Man, niggas tweakin' with these fake ass pills
Look, He off a pill, niggas ill, is
nothin' much to say (DJ Holiday)
You know (I really hope y'all niggas payin' attention, man)
They know what the fuck it is, So Icey in the motherfuckin'
popped outta them it's still a fact
So mind your business and stay the fuck outta mine
You'll shortly find that this is best for everyone involved
All in
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
, prrra-by-by-by, hey
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by-by-by, hey
(this thing right is the story of some everyday hood things)
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by
Popper's daughter, Rolling Stones, she can't hide in her Louis clutch
The bigger man will not ? pretty much,
Another chance let it pass just like a book
Just
holding her head down in shame
Cuz I'm too lame to tell these girls to peep game
But it's hard when your game is outshined by another's
By a man who you
This is where the young folks are born
And the old people die
We're just tryin to get by
Tell em meet me at the crossroads
If your the good
the devil up, this industry, we fucking up
Broken is a place for the weak, I swear I've been laced for a week
Man, you gotta play it backwards just to hear
Yeah I know, ya know, what a calling is
I mean we all have a calling in our life, I believe
You know I'm from the dirt man
I come up in these
Civilization by Yosef Ben-Jochannan
Check out Black Man of the
Nile again by Yosef Jochannan
Civilization or Barbarism by Cheikh
Anta Diop and then
Black Indians
Dogg]
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling-ling all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda going hard on you
the times
Where the times weighed as hard as ? find me shoes, dead beat daddies
Rico dead, he didn't make the TV
So why should I weep, man gon' bye, see
heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Let me know what you're living for
Is it for the gold or the fame
For the hoes, and the lies
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