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the waves crashing under
Oh lord I’d half wonder         
How we’re not in the foam 

Well the Second mate’s looking
To spend all his pay 
And the Sailmaker’s

the ends, cosy
I got a new young gunner, Iwobi
Keep the mash in doors, Toasty
Nobody owe me, Quaglife chose me
I wanna carvery, phone up Toby

Yo G, man

Idle
SECOND BROTHER:  Michael Palin


Scene 1
[wind]
[clop clop]
ARTHUR:  Whoa there!
[clop clop]
GUARD #1:  Halt!  Who goes there?
ARTHUR:  It is I,

Back Up

Lil' Boosie

Savage Life

2005

keep me hype when I be watchin' over Webbie
In my city A.P. glocks and Smith and Weston, 
Thugs who be second guessin' them the ones who be restin'

Make It Back

Webbie

Savage Life, Vol. 4

2013

That gin gon' keep me hype when I be watchin' over Webbie
In my city AP9's and Smith and Wessons
Thugs who second guessin' them the ones who be restin'

another player in this game
We can never be the same
Friendships bredrin's and mates
He don't understand his woman playing games and he's getting played
Me

One Life to Live

Shyheim

Manchild

1999

heart into it, you stupid?
I'm a gunner, whenever I got the rock I'll shoot it 
The undisputed champion on the M-I-see
Been Wu-Tang before it became

and we’ve not enough ale
Five men strong against a dragon we stand
Avast and await for your captains command
I call upon my first mate the wisest of my crew

make a fucking mess
Don't undress nah, don't undress
Cause if we do we gonna do our first, second and next
Don't hit the text, I don't even need to flex

Private second class narc
shot where the Valium mattered
Simulacra of comfort
simulation of home
Business class sleeper drooling
A dream the color

You don't wanna take shots at me I'm a gunner
I'm a fuckin monster coming at you like Maze Runner
Leave you sad about me like 500 Days of Summer

see my drive

Notice that I am a different class
You're so pulp you should get back to that
See you next week with a different act
Your just an actor I

First class, but just half a year
Second class was full on
And teacher says it is o.k. to dream at night
But how did I get so used to be inside

even if I died last I’d be survived by nothing but class

They knew my vision was the future From way back in da past I left them to laugh and hate while

finished second to last in a class that
Had a man blow up off Bologna
Homie, Hopsin should've passed you
The bar cause
It's clear that you didn't own any
Oh

Young in age run the game
Fly like boarded luggage mane
Shoot flows like a gunner range
Sick I gave them stomach pains
Shoots go up don't want no smoke

Sometimes you only meet ya soul mate for a second 
You question if them comin in ya life was a blessin
Was it, really real or fake and pretendin

audience applauds
The football players have class
Some are now making a cross
Others are touching the grass
In front of the fans lining up
Their right hand

You're trouble notice mate, 
You need to focus on dropping your weight,

2nd verse - 
This is my second blow, J to the O, 
I thought I let you know,,,,

to tall buildings in the city
Flipped around inside out and did a full-on 360
As I packed my bags waved bye to mates I've had my entire life
Changed

share my cells with my mate, not share a cell with mates
Wreckin' shit with my recklessness
The L get lit, that's when I start second-guessin' shit

livin' that high
When your ready and you fly 
On an airplane 
Flying first class 
Gotta maintain
Rolling in the night 
On the fast lane 
Imma work it till

the future or thinking about a job with a tie & suit yeah
Never finished my homework and rock up to class late teachers gave up and said mate! Just do whatever

since before I was a teen 
You had to pick a team for your identity
No other brothers in my school so it was left to me
I remember when a class mate first