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cock, so I went to go get slopped
Cut her up and put her in a big box
Still wanna get top, so i just cut her head off, and you know that I had to make
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
me wrong, I catch your man then he responsible
Take two, De La Soul, rollin' by and scrape you, ha
That's for thinking that we was cool, ha (brrt)
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
the past tense
Know it all like I'm tapped in
I'm the real young trap kid
Get a thrill when they laying eyes on nigga drip clutch a napkin
This the hill that
down, you reactionary clowns!
When it's time for occupation of the shipyard.
My name is Peggy White,
And I've nursed ye through your injuries and yer
Chino ain't live long enough, to peddle his bike
It ain't right, but I'm still here holding my head
Got me thinking they still with us, but I'm knowing
it pierced me to the heart
He still lives inside of me, we've never been apart
If you get close to him, kiss him once for me
I always have
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
way across the room to you
And I got nervous, thinking, "What's she gonna do?"
She grabbed you by the arm, I'm thinkin', "I'm through"
Then you look
that feeling when you think you got ripped off
You was plenty qualified but you still aint get that Job
Turned around and told the person interviewing
you'll be mine
Jessie Lee, Jessie Lee c'mon, take my love
You know, it's you, pretty baby
That I'm thinking of
You know, I love to watch you, Baby
When you
the thrill
Save me from my (Okay) carousel
Open your eyes
I know why you're passive and distracted all the time
You might fool the masses with your laughter,
the presence of her mother; she felt her mum sitting close to her, carefully stroking her hair she said to her “worry not my child, you will get well soon. I am
fickle
I'm tickled how sometimes labels trick you
I'm not the first artist that died that's still with you
The industry was ruined by humans and their
bother me, It'll get ugly
I'm talking biblical
Lee is Odysseus, Legendary
And boy, I ain't feeling you
Like, at all, Like you really just bad, dog
Like
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
#3 get yo chance up
If I'm passing man just know that I lead
I'm locked in the lab like I'm goin spike lee
If you still don't believe don't come by me
lee
Biahuru oh
Run run run run run every day
Run run run make you come see for here
Run run run run see wetin dey happen
I say
Thunder fire devil
Aby
the thrill
You don't know what I feel
Finna go to a hill and dive off for a kill
I got so much skills
I respect the drill
Finna get a mill
Like a smith and I
know I'm rich (Mayne), yeah I'm from them burbs
I'll up some pape on you dummies, that's my word
I told dat boy Mari play 'round, I'll get you hurt,
I'm thinking 'bout you on the daily
Got me writing, making melodies like Swae Lee
On the daily, driving me crazy (Ay)
I'm swerving in the lot, getting
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