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playing killer for the net
Yea While I'm somewhere with my feet up
Getting my dick sucked by ya bitch
Ain't the type to beef  on the net
I'm the type to Buy

finally breath omg feels so 
Right I won't be your fucking slave another day another night

Here I am finally got up outta hell I'm quick to speak standing

sheets
I'm livin' shit's so right
Eatin' no mo' pizza pie fuckin' right
No, hell yeah, but you soft as Drake
Kill myself the other day over
There by

writer, fuck Drake

I ain't riding clout
I'm riding pussy up in ya bushy
Simply pushy
I be smoking more rappers than fucking kushy 

Spin the wheel

Said trust me you don't want to fight
But Drake he thought he had the right yeah
Stuck on the ground thinkin after it
Thinkin like why I go after it

The Juggla

Insane Clown Posse

Carnival of Carnage

1992

down
With a psychotic wicked clown

Fucking my friends ain't healthy
'Cause I grab you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch, that's

and back
Ya
Off bitter xan
Baby I'm the man
Can you understand
That I been to hell and back
Ya
Dark bitch in the daylight
Ya
Hypnotised by her fucking evil

only knew
Don’t mean that nigga a hunter
Cuz he’ll fucking shot
And money don’t mean he real cuz he got loot
If a nigga heart ain’t right
No telling what

on tour now
Fucking ya favorite whore now
Man it's been a hell of a year
We like the grind
That's we stay up in the studio
And we gone shine
That's why you

remember what it is...
It's Autumn right?
“You're high out of your fucking head! That's a season...”
Told me my fucking kids...
I might eat 8 legged spiders

remember what it is...
It's Autumn right?
“You're high out of your fucking head! That's a season...”
Told me my fucking kids...
I might eat 8 legged spiders

indefinitely
Sentiments to anyone who wanted to bigger than me
Hercules of rap I bet ya never see a better MC
Cole and Drake, Em and Jay
Kendrick aye
But that

The Juggla

Insane Clown Posse

Carnival of Carnage

1992

a psychotic wicked clown
Fucking my friends ain't healthy
'cause I grab you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm

Ecstasy

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

(What's happening nigga?)
Hell yeah, what's up my nigga, ain't nothing just out here grinding, my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what

still hold up we head
Ah we hell make Dancehall heavy like lead

Catch da rock 'ya
Dem nuh know ah weh dem run up inna
Di dance 'ya wanted by

Smoke

Denis Leary

No Cure for Cancer

1993

or pamphlet
And you store that little nugget in your little fucking head
And we light up and you spew 'em out at us, don't ya?
I love these little facts, these

a jumper 

I got sued by my idol, ain't that shi sad 
Cause I made a remix and it got the nigga mad 
But ya boy won, cause I went and broke a leg 
Luck was

"Right!
What the f'king hell are you lot doing up here? Piss of my stage, get up here when I tell ya!" We said,
"Look! Rumour has it we're supposed to be

Get Away

B.J. The Chicago Kid

1123

2019

with my old man mind
Inside a young man's body, third eye, third leg, bitch don't stand by me
These are not Versace
They still pulled up on my Drake

jay walkin on ya fucking streets
And I heard them say dumb it down is when I hit my peak
Man how the fuck so, bitch, I'm only nineteen
Yeah, I got

Handle dat

Check
Check

Awoha

Nah man a nuh mi

Mom
Say a prayer fah yuh son
I'm fucking up now
YA'OH -
What have I done?
Watch for the gun pow!

he'll be fucking killed
Loads of us have come together
We managed to avoid the stalking chips
Now we're working in the same yard
It's time to bring them

thing
He'll be fucking killed
Loads of us have come together
We managed to avoid the stalking chips
Now we're working in the same yard
It's time to bring

with ya’
Dog it’s been nuts since we
Was taking little rusty pictures
Fuck you niggas, step on, step on up
Take your ass right back to school
Now with