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side
I know that you're scared
But I'll be there to protect you every time
I wanna give you a six finger handshake
Well it doesn't even need to make

hit without rubbers
Tires is burning, the Benz need new rubber
Trackstar, I am surrounded by runners
Looking for lovers, the money it come and it go,

Nikidrop album watashtuka
Extra hours kwa booth siezi choka
Nafanya vitu wajawai fanya
Hide your feelings bana
Watakupenda sametime watahate
They

cant forget me
I'm too good for the past
My future lit up like a drive-by, off the gas
She faking a lot shit, how long you been wearing masks
I'll smoke

Tell her come do the gang she a eater
Hundred k give me pin to the visa
Ain't impressed by the racks then I need her
You ain't rocking wit us then you

an album that i thought was pretty good, I tried
Most of the time i write rhymes and present them with pride
But sometimes i feel like people slide in

(The intro should be me typing thank you to anyone who bought my album or supported my music)

First things first, I'm sorry that I'm late
Tried

hear. This year is going to be a good year for both Us as well as You the listener. Thank you for you time.

-Satan Destroyer

Raw, cold, dark,

my hands
Always tried to give it all I had to be good
Hearted spreading ,  love with all these demons in my head

But y'all don't seem to understand

by June
And all the good old days will be gone under the moon
But for now I
Pull up as senior and I'm bout to run the school
And since I run the joint

We came and we saw, now it's time to conquer
All you bitch niggas, that think you nicer
In fact, it's time to take all your faggots out
My gatin'

a solemnly swear
Forever be hard to kill and even harder to scare
I'm a Downtown nigga, getting head by the pier
Candy man, but say my name 2 times, I appear

kids when we developed a love of music 
We all came from different backgrounds 
Then we all met by chance
We had one goal in mind
Make good music

the pharisees stayed  away from  
Until Jesus came  and said them that  this is still my son ! 

I made an album but I cancelled it , climbed up to the  ladder ,

to get it placed

Good life what I want to taste
Time's something that I don't waste
I could die by 29 and my mark could never be erased
Don't come through

clothes off, naked.
But I rap life, you'll never find any one like me, 
Who makes albums in the night.

Speech

Had a good life, ride around town with

can't tell me what to do
Had to get her off of face time
She was fucking up my cool
In the booth
I act a fool
By myself
I'm rolling two
Doing what i'm

worth all the best cake
Shit, I guess it's time for a mixtape
That's a fail safe
For every time I get shot down by my own grace
Never good enough to put

time you had acquired
If this your job then you fired or just retire me
It's crazy cause you kinda inspire me
I love this rap shit I'm usin' it as my

Beyonce had the best album of all time
We running on stage, snatching awards
Like 30 deep Wu-Tang shit, we even got swords
Cats is old school, we fire with

material shit my aura could shine too
Big motion
Punchin' the clock till my times due
And anythin' makin' me wealthy I'm doin' it times two
Big healthy,

kicked out of a Vrbo rental

Grunkle Xan been gone but he back
New album, making all of them racks
Smoking cunts on a brand a track
My favorite game is

the album
I'm... too good right now, I feel like the greatest right now
You hear me
Yeah

Yeah
Bitch, I'm blessed, just living my life
Aint a whole lot

As if it's her album
Fine with me, might as well be
May have to retitle
If she keep on track on this track three
The B-side is
Likely to make me consider