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And
As my hands were behind my back
I wrote one word on the envelope
My face
It was still soaked through
With the golden leaves upon it
Oak leaves

one, two, three
kick my knees
four, five, six
maybe I'm selfish
seven, eight
its getting late
nine, ten, eleven
I think my head's in heaven

I am

a silhouette
I be going ham pullin strings like I didn't stretch
Critics love to say I crossed the line but I ain't finished yet
They in the palm of my hands

long nights 
I'd grab my arms tight and with a knife 
I'd begin to write and insight a fight from heaven and hell

So between the ages of seven

Lil shawty gonna ride
24/7 give it all for more than just infatuation
I love you at my side
Stare into your eyes and im in heaven
Pour me up i need

Anxious for your hand to caress and change me by your whims
I am not afraid!
Organize me as though I am your Genesis in your New Edenic version of the Bible

tombstone
Laid by their head cause from

You see my back got my hood on it
You see the ops look at they neck you see my hands and my foot on it
That's why

tombstone
Laid by their head cause from

You see my back got my hood on it
You see the ops look at they neck you see my hands and my foot on it
That's why

will desert it
Not real life but it's a version of What I Have in my mind Before the dead surges
Through my vibes
And itdnnot a good time
So I get drunk

Step by Step

Pat Boone

Hits of the '60s [Madacy 2004]

1999

Step by step I fell in love with you
And step by step it wasn't hard to do
Kiss by kiss and hand in hand
That's the way it all began
Soon we

witness Heaven
Except a prison that was built in Hell at level number 7!
Where your carcuss will be melted inside of a boiling river of fire
And gets

Five Seven for life
Going straight up to heaven with it, lets go
My purpose came way beyond the sky
Gotta thrive, take off, it's time to fly, Hands up if

And more vices waiting
No more throwing hands
You're better off trying to fight temptation
On the brink of death
Thinking Christ is waiting when in reality

like a pencil
Made you in my eye, you arrive in like a stencil now
You had all my time and I was crazy, we can't settle
Meek said that it's levels

release the hounds
Looking for a version of myself I never found
A corridor of mirrors, resound around the crown
In the throne of Damocles drunk off

consumed
You're on some Thanos level bullshit
Load that flask and slam that bulleit
My name is
I forget but there's a bindle on my back 
Weighed down by

down
This version 30 and I’m still unsatisfied so indecisive wow
Fuck it I change my mind let’s provide the sound
Put all this work in it better work out

(Mane)
Chop samples and rock the crowd with the mic in my hand
Don't confuse me with the rest of ya list
Unless they been dropping hits for twenty years

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there

took their hands
And they put 'em in my face, with a level of disgrace
I had to make 'em know my place
So I hit 'em in the face until their blood

All around the globe it's a party in my place
I can see your soul dripping all around ya face
Tell me what you know we connect through different ways

black ashes, trash bag Level

His ass is grass, pass me the Shovel And hand me my black Double-double
This is where I bury him Cemetarian , they don't

a charger
But them they gassed up Psshhhh like they in a Charger
I'm a master of my fate gotta be hands on
If I'm spending my dollars you know the product

try
Twenty one years go by, I feel it in my bones
Roads
And we do each day, mess around press replay 
Catch twenty-two coming cause the numbers still