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you get twelve? (Okay)
Uh there's two Saturdays and Sundays in there, that's four
That's nine and three other days, which I believe are the mystery
the faint of heart
Get rich, nigga, play your part
Five bands, two days apart
This shit like Anksha heart
And I'm still in the hood like an engine
Slide four
I was stranded on a west Texas highway
Walking for a mile wit my thumb out pointed in the right lane
3 a.m. see a sucker flash his headlights
Pull up
the route, its in the energy
Shoot without a doubt, I read the clues, I was prepared for this
I casted out, it was by the twos, this is the conscious shift
Do
you were a character. In that picture. And someone explained to you. The three dimensional world that you live in. As a two dimensional creature. It
name on my list and by
5, 4, 3
Guess where I'm gonna be and in
2, 1
Boo
Hide away
No matter where you are
A trial you can't escape
I'll find you
I'm too far off these drugs
I'm gone I'm feeling numb
You say that I'm the one
But you're not part of me
Pop these by 2 or 3's
I'm too far off these
you get twelve? (Okay)
Uh there's two Saturdays and Sundays in there, that's four
That's nine and three other days, which I believe are the mystery
real
1 Shot, 2 shot, 3 shot, 4
Black out reset 4 shots more
4 Shots, 3 shots, 2 shots, 1
That's all it would take to pull the trigger and be done
I'm
Get Busy
1, 2, 3, Get Busy,
now to be the one, been a long time coming
we gone lay that spine back, lift up your torso, regain strength, then play
these niggas they plot
They rush up on the block with shots
From fully automatic weaponry
They had to be a least two or three cars deep
Then all
gone
I took pack to the the journey I'm gone
I hit two blunts in the morning I'm gone
I sip two bottles of Morgan I'm gone
I drop the cash and I'm
my part and
Make this a positively beautiful day
La la la la la la la la la [Repeat: x3]
It's a Beautiful Day [Repeat: x2]
Let's make this
the college's song
Last bit before I go part two
There are people like you
But do people like you too?
Send it off 'cause I'm not too true
Heading in with some
inspires my art… you're that much desired spark… that newly acquired, missing part… that's, required in my life… in order to rewire my heart...and I love you
nakomamu
Od) paapa
Na yadi nakomamu
Od) paaaa pa
Wonua 3w) akumamu !!! ""
Rap by " RAP FADA "
"" Another classic
You for check my flow
I think something is
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
confessions
Slip my mind the last two times
Silly me, so now I gotta give you part three of my confessions
First I told you about the skank that I was
confessions
Slip my mind the last two times
Silly me, so now I gotta give you part three of my confessions
First I told you about the skank that I was
confessions
Slip my mind the last two times
Silly me, so now I gotta give you part three of my confessions
First I told you about the skank that I was
bitch into 3
Greedy naw
It’s about that potency
The other two juices sold em for 23 hundred
Figure 8 the profit margin
Took it to the club dj said
journey but
I'm haunted by my past
If they ever walked a mile
In my shoes they would've been fold
Wasn't really beef if that's
The case they would've
a movie for so long
And I can't understand
If I'm part of the writers or
I'm just playing part
Its been over two decades
And I just figured out
That
My
for Him to rest me
Or Her to rest me; rescue me
Doing my best is the best you see
I am the one, forget two-three
So if ya want real ima get you me
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