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While they're busy popping collars
Ignore the poor like Guatemalans
People love them like Madonna
Words are sweet like eaten guavas
While they trick you

Iron mall's at
I do what I can to Grab life by the Balzac

Where'd you get those rhymes man?
Hot off the press!
Where'd you get the beat man?
Hot off

I get to it Madonna
I hope they know 
I can have them both 
No Dej Loaf

It's no love in lil rhody
Still putting on 
Don't care who with me 

They

Here I am in the same boat, Tryna stay float
Brick by brick like lego, Click click click my way home
I been feeling different, shit been getting wicked

Every morning at five-thirty AM
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By the commas, an image of a Madonna
Hotel rooms where we wander
Envision our melodrama
That's that shit I was caught up in, movies of my

undercover, du bist meine Madonna, ey
Pocahontas shakt zum Beat locker, locker
Nicht zu viel, locker, locker
Trink' zu viel, bin zu loco, ey
Aber Baby, ich

Peace at the garden
I was a cute kid then
I’ve been posing Madonna away
Open like cupid
Heaven that you can bare
I’ve been posing Madonna away

I

hungry travelers
Waiting for some weary travelers
To drop by so you and her may share 
To drop by so you and her may share

Dark Madonna and bright,

word you gotta honor it
Be a living legend like Madonna is
Promise this
Be prominent
Oh yeah we poppin bitch

Yeah
Knees deep in the pool
I’m drowning

to Lil' Mama
I be pop ballin' by the dollars, am I Madonna? Obama?
I'm on the top of the game, shorty stop at the gate
I'm on the phone with the bank

Word Is Bond

Y.G.

Still Brazy

2016

know still hate me
Facts, never tripping
Personal message to them niggas
I'm shit on ya vicious

My word is bond
My word is bond
My word is bond

Word Is Bond

Y.G.

Still Brazy [Deluxe Edition]

2016

know still hate me
Facts, never tripping
Personal message to them niggas
I'm shit on ya vicious

My word is bond
My word is bond
My word is bond

Think Market

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

him, the God is mystic
I'm havin', constant dreams, that I'm Constantine
Surrounded by heaven's angels, with armored wings
See dead people, needles in

Pay you respect like Madonna
Back of the bus with it
Dying young is like last on my bucket list
Caught me lacking he tried to come cut my shit
3 words

it’s like def leppard's one-handed drummer
was a blade runner
what have you done
you smoked marijuana
bitch i’m madonna
na-na-na-na

i’m your mentor
it’s

Having trouble sorting myself out this morning
Instead I'll practice patience I think I'm gonna to make it
More than getting by as just impractical

For you I go berserk
You look like a dessert
I take you by your word
Got me chirping like a bird
I be looking anxious
Feel a little crazy
In love wit

bring the drama to the Dali lama,
Now you know I'm joking, cuz I believe in karma
Word to momma, swear that I'mma
Lump the Llama cuz im getting stronger

If a picture could say a thousand words
Would there be a need for borders
And frames of emptiness

You light up the dark side of my church
Of souls

don't wear a suit
Nope
But I'm your Donna
This is like a prayer
By Madonna
I'm giving you love and you feeling it
Eeling it
ECG got nothing on you
You

on the time it takes
Cuz I'm running out

No woman no cry, no girl by my side
That subconscious choice, no question why
I let it come, that is no pun. I never

steady
Til we
Break the levy
Hunnid gallons rain down on you, R. Kelly
Honey rubbers only
I got Chlamydia trauma
I mitigate Madonnas
And masturbate yo