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instincts, which
Are leaning firmly toward the other option
"All Eyes on You" "Your voice sounds
Ill, the flow sounds ill, " she says "This
Is going to get
manifold entreaties, many a tear,
Many a sad kiss by day and night renew'd
(Sure that all evil would come out of it)
Besought him, supplicating, if he cared
toward your house
I'd hide til you arrive
Then I'd ride and head inside
I'd nod, extend my arm
And tell you hop up get up on
I found this horse and rode
Oh, my mother,
you became so skinny.
I'm so sorry.
Where have you been all this time?
Mother, I should go back soon.
I can't get off the horse
can't go where I go
And none of them can't educate me about dough
You can't educate me about bagging up food
Shut ya mout' and don't get rude
None
all the politicians higher than the state are in the know?
Nah, dismantle the whole system
And if all lives matter, you should stand here with us
your massive mare and friggin’ leave us be
On ya high horse
Get off ya high horse
If you read the Daily Mail and all that other shite
Put stilts on your
Roll another one blood it once again
Stone is the way of the wall
If you can't talk to talk be quiet and listen
Upon checkmate of the king
Parliament
distractions and rise up
If you're up at five AM, and you're tossing and turning and you can't sleep, look out the window and if you see those old ladies doing
then. Eh? What do you mean,
stop pissing in the corner? Well if you'd let me out of this f'king room I wouldn't have to piss in the corner,
would I?
black president
If you ain a felon bruh get out and vote
That's the part you should play as a resident
We can control how this history wrote
& I hate
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you
couldn’t afford these
Motherfuckin’ wine and champagne bottles
Is you out your fuckin’ mind?
I could save a dime, a hundred times
If I pop it like I’m
that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn
life's a dusty memory of things that I have tried,
By morning, I could be heading for home,
If you want to ride beside me,
We'll get two fresh horses
If we don't hit them niggas first time we get to spinning back
And that's a fact all my niggas ride with clips that's fat
You should know my niggas
a U-Haul
Maybe about ten days before I had to actually get out
So I ain't have to deal with the landlord, 'cause he's a jerk
Me and my mother drove
something or start calling it quits
Just don't get yourself noticed pull yourself out the ditch
Pay attention stay focused you'll be a genius
If you stop hit
What a shame
That we can't even be together
Knowing that's both what we want
It's too bad
That you can't give me
What I'm asking for
Me wanting all
no race
I pull it out and shoot it right in her face
You probably wine her and dine her
And get jealous when you can't find her
You're nothing but
alright, get 2getha
Alright, get 2getha, get 2getha again
The D-baby got G-codes
Gots no time for no hook as with that floss mode
My niggas, tell you
right on top of your house
Evacuate everybody get out
Sigourney Weaver got a naughty beaver
In the cabin with a Labrador
Retriever and 4 horse breeders
I
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