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on a glassy lake, nailing my part on the first take.
Drinking in everything I see, never have I felt so free.
Living by night wherever we went, how fast flew
him move it
Now I stayed in it
And I rocked with
And I kept it moving
I need a hundred percent in returns
I speak it
I live it
I give you my word
Momma
Pick up the pace I go for way more
Do I really know what you in for
Lately I’m on my own, I think so
See the sunrise, I know it’s alright
Pick up
touched to be
Recognized by the Foundation
But I've come here tonight
To express another dimension
Of gratitude i think I can do it in
Three or four minutes
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
Cause girl, I'm tired of movin' at a fast pace
No competition, baby, you already won the race
Let's take it slow, say no more, cause I can't give you
Look it's love we
Showing in the streets
They see us as a weapon like
Ayo Mum thank you for everything
Mum I love you so much
You brought up all kids
soul weeps
I give thanks before I go sleep lying
In my cold sheets
Don't plant and you wont reap
Took a glance at everything
I want and its not
me as I glide
I felt like I was high, cuz I found my peace
How you feel? Man, I been in a weird place
Everything left my mouth with a weird taste
All
and a fifth.
All of my anger’s appeared in my fits pushing away all those near to me quick.
I have been hated and worshipped by some.
I don’t deserve either
a political concept
It wasn't true from the onset
Holy keys for the heavenly gates
Give a shout out, picking the pace
Thank goodness I was up in your face
Nat
cashmere socks, yeah!
Some people write the most
Bugged-out things everything
From wanting to fall asleep with
My dick in their mouth, to that
I rep my city
to the Entitlement Crew
Just two systems in the dark and people dancing
Thanks for listening thanks for understanding
Nodding off to the American Routes
Give my
dangerous
King Selassie and the rest in a lying grand citrus
Alright then
Well this how they run for the moor
King Selassie give thanks to the moor
But they
make it in life
Mina ngahlula yini?
Achieve in the future
Ngiyo yenza noma yini
I'm the man by my word
I ain't compete
Give me some credit
Fake till you
so?
Hatched seeds of light supported by light seaward breezes,
And we see these orbs in a car chase of sorts,
Absorbs sweet Lorraine and her dolly
the One-where everything you getting done gives praise to him-hands raised to him-not for fun...
But I raise hands like somebody made-my pockets run...(run)
Cop
you can
Cause don't nobody give a damn
Yeah I gotta thank the man
That's why I am who I am
I do everything I can but feel like it ain't enough
When I
Yeah 'Brahim
I just wanted to
Check on you see how you doing
I have not spoke to you in like three days
So
I'm hoping everything okay with you
I would give up everything
Before I'd separate myself from you
After so much suffering
I finally found unvarnished truth
I was all by myself for
I would give up everything
Before I'd separate myself from you
After so much suffering
I finally found unvarnished truth
I was all by myself for
I would give up everything
Before I'd separate myself from you
After so much suffering
I finally found unvarnished truth
I was all by myself for
everything that hath breath give you praise (in the morning)
Praise (in the noonday song)
Praise (in the midnight)
Let everything that hath breath give it
life, New home, New cars
Stacking money, Mixing drinks
Baby raise the bar
I've been thinking about some plans
Wanna run em by you
You and me in a boat
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