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fear present
Opened the door wide said come on Inside
I was pushed to the floor by a begging boar
Loud I spoke with a diamond tusk at my throat
Love you

rap
Burn the lettuce and every letter
When I go ruin tracks
I'm a don, i'll be working Till my Crew is eets
Shoot the peace Brother i'm waiting For ya

money, my Lord dey pray
Dollar shower, take it
Pound sterlings, abeg Oo
Wire wire, ah ahn
Regular money

Me and my brothers don dey hustle e don tey
Hoping

it back, I knock it out the park just like I'm Barry
White boy with a lot of green, I feel like I'm Larry
Smokin' on so much pressure that my speech is

ain't talking cream
Hopefully by god they don't give up so they could live they dreams
A brother told me we was done Felt like he stabbed my spleen
It's

Ego and jealousy
That's what got John killed he should've let it be
Murk had to bury Keith
You can ask bae I cried out the Chesapeake
Put me in my

20 quid haircut,
and Billy strut from lads stuck in a rut,
But we get by.

You're all that's on my mind,
When pints in the Killer or the Flowing Tide,

Should Have Known Better

Sufjan Stevens

Ministry of Sound: Chillout Sessions XVIII

2015

a letter
Explaining what I feel, that empty feeling

Don't back down, concentrate on seeing
The breakers in the bar, the neighbor's greeting
My brother

Should Have Known Better

Sufjan Stevens

Carrie and Lowell

2015

a letter
Explaining what I feel, that empty feeling

Don't back down, concentrate on seeing
The breakers in the bar, the neighbor's greeting
My brother

But more with Gary Tyler's life
I got a letter from
His mother, said, "Please
Say something to my son!"
Truth is: Angola, Louisiana, you're the one

This drip cost, get that shit by the pound
She got a top, she's taking it off
After the show, we fucking that's all
Ball with my niggas, call me John

stand up for yo own, then nigga take a seat
Got a bitch for every letter, that's from A to Z
I need two up on my wrist nigga, A and P
Them minor setbacks,

proudly
Ain't got shit to prove, but don't doubt me
Summer 21 only walking by light
Young king Solider, I got God on my side
Pp gang been workin, a lot that

Aye, you my brother
You my soldier
You my partner
Yeah, yeah
Got my cold heart
Gotta go hard
I'm your brother
Yeah, yeah
This shit got me trippin' in

nixon writes a letter matters must be taken by the hand
i don`t believe it
it`s his plight to fight the fight he finds the right one just like you my

Untouchables

John Cena

Theme Addict: WW the Music, Vol. 6 [Original Soundtrack]

2004

John Cena]
The untouchable cat whose style is right
I can be mistaken for the smooth and silent type
My violence bites tight like it was vampire's

Last Time

Fabolous

Loso's Way [Clean]

2009

This is the last time
I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more

the plug like I'm John Carter
Got cigar in my mouth, I'm the Godfather
Leviosa  the plug like I'm Harry Potter
Take your bitch to a island, it's Total Drama

to the top, man, get the fuck out by my side (Fire, fire, fire)
I am Vingie, Mr. Coochie, known to bring the ride
I'm out in a mix of potions
pokin' doja with

Nothing for me, this is just for the record
Letters to another, letters to a distant other
But no this ain't for AR, this ain't for label
My retina

cousin locked on a manslaughter,
Moms tried a couple times, couple miscarriages, got a dead brother, 
Heart broke a couple times, by the same b****, but I

brother the Tantalum King
So briefly I leave the Tungsten Kingdom in a state of fear and depression
To seek out advice from my older brother the Tantalum

taking the pain, the gains, the fame
Out of my way bitch I got a plan
I sound like Dutch but I kill it like John
I got the touch, and I'll get that punch
I

I love seeing that ass in motion
Whether it's moving slow or fast
She might fly by on her bicycle
She may be just on her way to yoga class
Walking