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Lately, I've found myself
Living in a clothes dryer
My vertigo tells me to stop but we set the controls for permanent press
And my
My drip dry heart

Volume up
Poe no maximo
Ye ye
Uns hate
Mas esta tudo good
Rollin ye numa faca
Com uma bae
Supa crazy
So quer tapa
Ye

Volume up
Poe no maximo
Ye ye

Dry ice na bag
Dry ice na bag
Dry ice na bag
É o kaiado
Ice ice
Dry ice na bag
Elas me seguem eu to pisando leve
Corto pro pico onde a noite ferve

Got the volume on max while I'm swerving thru traffic
Love the late night check my status know I'm active
Bottles at the club, she spillin' liquor

Crazy
Too many lines, too many times
I can't feel my face
Turn up the volume let the blood buzz rise
Swallow the pill until the well runs dry
Turn up

untouchable
You can't fuck with this style!
Funk Volume! RattPack! Pro Era! Funk Volume!

I said "Who want war?", mass killing MC's
I’m your Dada, nothing less

those feelings as dry as the earth
Fall down, we're all down now stay where you were
And I'll watch the rain swallow me whole
Our luck's the same wherever

lança hoje é dia de sacanagem

Balança o rabao tu e tua amiga elas gostam da bandidagem

Dry-fit no peito eu tô off-white o bigode fino eu vim da

Refrão
É que ela desce gostoso pro pai
Sessão no quarto só bomba de Dry 
Ta comentando com as amigas no insta 
Dizendo que o flow faz gostoso demais

the quietude, where our secrets lie,
I'll hold onto the silence, till the tears dry.


(Verse 2)
Your eyes speak volumes, in the quiet gaze,
But words unspoken,

The Bass and the Movement

Atmosphere

God Loves Ugly

2002

I'ma be an asshole for as long as I'm exsord(?)
You either call my bluff or turn the volume up
And make noise for the women that swallow stuff
And put

I'm fed up 
Your vile ways speak volumes on your life
And now I've had enough, you fucking parasite 

It's lit inside of me, I'm bursting

fica quente 
Não preciso pegar o pente 
Já tá embaixo da bape 
Ela se encosta e sente 
Que tem volume na gente 
Eu não nasci prepotente 
Sou da terra da

this heartless dry air, she's so brave,

her eyes say it's me she just forgave, 

her nose flexes from the arid scent,

they mean to kill us, they won't

do anything just to try 

I'll throw away my life 
I will betray my love
I will let my tears dry 
And then do every drug

Driving home in the car 
I

Forget the give I want the take
Bleed dry every heart you break
Your blood boils every time that I mention him
It must really wind you up to know he's been

Come Back

Usher

My Way [Clean]

1997

the party 'til there's no one left (fo' sho)
Turn your volume up a notch
And watch the ba-bomb, bump-bump-bump make your speakers pop

You never missed

with the angels
Keep my wings dry, oh k
(Ok)
Most high
Long as the word, isn't court side
Dipped in holy water I been baptised
Swimming with the angels

Sail North

Sister Sin

Black Lotus

Turn it up, gimme volume or blood
Make that bass sound pound through the walls 
This is what we do where there´s nothing to do
In the country of rain

Yeah
It's HanzoVerse volume two in this bitch
These niggas don't understand that they just said their last words to me
Whew
Hell nah, bitch don't

resonance
It's such a shame that Mr. Stalin played you like a game
I want you silent for the night
Shut out the lights, crank up the volume
Feel them watching

Volume 

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up 
Same shows, different episodes 
When you tried hard forgetting everything you know 
Is it time? 
Can I

everything is better than it actually is and maybe that's a problem
But I don't see the problem
And the skies God's painting that never dries
Only time I open

Am I in or unplugged?
I fell in love with simplicity
It is drawn to choice
It is drawn to me

One hundred affirmations
In a chamber that's never dry