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not even by a bad soul Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad Ain't enough bullshit in the states to come stop this Rap-A-Lot Mafia shit, yeah
to hold that shit Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit Give 'em the full clip These niggas is bullshit Been talkin' big six but scared
me. I appreciate it. See you later. One more time for Mr. Brad Mastrangelo, everybody. Wow.
me, this the new me and I'm loving it Positivity for sure the best, when it comes to this I don't rest No more stress anymore, God is at my door, please
forever Spit pain is my pleasure I just got smarter, more witty And clever So she get moist, saturated And wetter Give me her thoughts So I just can't
Ellen: How do you think Marriage has changed you, if it has? Kanye: I've definitely learned How to compromise More which is something you have
in the south and is divided into the North Atlantic and South Atlantic by the equator. The Atlantic Ocean is known for its strong currents, such
don’t have a bad grip Vette Louvre, the dude with the fat lip But is more handsome than Brad Pitt? Heard my music blasting as I was riding through my city
Pitts but it's not Brad This da shit that is so sad I think of this shit and I go mad I am a man 1st then a boys dad I'm the boys Brad I'm the man that I
mallet for the laws Dragging a mallet through the City when he walks Subliminal is so nineties, get wit it I'm more like bird watch then a mobster look It
the bed head Who is it? (Fred) Who? Who the fuck is Fred, I stood by the door By that time someone jumped in the window Now what the fuck was I do?
a sad case, still want to test mine? Yeah this is Brad's race, and here comes the next rhyme You shoulda thought, before you stepped into
not even by a bad soul Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad Ain't enough bullshit in the states to come stop this Rap-A-Lot Mafia shit, yeah
still come up, Short I sing a song, In the tune of, Keys adorned Won't stop for scorn, Can't afford When opening, More doors Than locksmith chores Natural
wanted to leave I told you I loved you, but you didn't believe You were too easily fooled, so easily deceived By some dude who's more rather into greed
Almost midnight and I cannot sleep There’s something all in black looking at me No, no it is not my uncle brad asking me if I wanna play with him
to come in last That trampoline at Brad's house, the LEGO sets at Josh's It wasn't a proper Sunday if we didn't go to cosom If you didn't get a large cone
I was born in the town of Paisley in early 1960 And placed in the care of an old eternal bachelor A strict disciplinarian, a passionate antiquarian
I'm On Guard By Brad Dassey 2/21/2023 VERSE 1 clways on-guard cvant Garde Lookin' right over my back clways lookin' back Stiff-like-a-board
worshipped by society Who's perfect to the public but hates himself privately who can't look in the mirror and is screamin' but quietly And can afford
You know the boy Brad is down wit us The boy Big Mike still down wit us Come in die candy sippin' the Tusk Niggas in the southside down wit us Fifth
How did this happen? Or more specifically Please use the next 18 minutes or so To describe In a single rambling rant And in the Most confusing way
the seats so I caught her The girl had the lips that made me wanna fuck her harder Grabbed me by my hand, she was moanin Brad Opened up some more
if you think my rap is bad You're as fucking plane as a guy called Brad If you don't be carefull amma fuck your dad And you know that if I did that,
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