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Hey! What's good everybody
This beat is hittin' right? Yeah I did that.
If you're wondering about the title of this song,
Well you're probably

on the ground!

First up was Johannes Borg, looking to round off an impressive return to the IRC in the Lazaro GT, putting in the best time over the weekend

These MFs sleeping on the BOcT 
That's unforgivable 

cm I too impressive I make you feel less like a boss ?
Silent concurring from all the winners

Cause i'm you blessing 
I buy everyone a chain
Boy you aint special 
Just my way of keeping track of who I mess with 

Don't worry bout a title 
Just

everyday to obtain perfection 

I’m always making moves and they’re very impressive 
I wrote down a plan that it seems I’m obsessed with 
Every spare cent

Keep it at home, if you want to go digital 
It might be off the dome, but that don't mean that it is pivotal 
Fuck whatever title you give yourself,

Standing in the red and blue corner
Looking built to brawl
Weighin in at a catch weight too big for y'all
With an impressive record
No wins losses

the hymns
I'm Spitting devotions

This is the moment
My mind is open

Off the tab
But we keeping it rolling

All my omens
Doubts and fears
That I've been

What an impressive vessel you have got there
Bet it takes your whole crew to really make her fly
Hyperdrive lasers tritanium hardware
Centerpiece

(sneeze)
(I'm keeping that in)

Clock in
Time to go to work when I walk in
Work around the clock when I clock out
If you catch me asleep then I'm

Protein

Ratking

So It Goes

2014

my thrill
My will's to write a verse thats ill enough to get you filled
Keep you strong, make sure you keep keeping on

Protein hold me, against my

do boff)
I like my bitches active, can't sit down watching tv (Nah! Babygirl do boff)
I love my bitches dressed up, not open like no thotty (My

Hard work making me look like a cheater
No longer keeping emptiness within my damn demeanor
Pacifist in the soul the heart of a killer
Entertaining

permission to put
Humans in this condition
"This land is whose land?"
They must've forgot
Kickin' the black in the ass
While keeping the brown out
This one

Artist: Toon Khaos
Title: Dead Roses
Album: Love, Hate & What Lies Between

(Verse 1)
I can feel the thorns cut into my soul
I never understood why I

an eleven, to stay ahead
Of my troubles, yeah I feel sick
While they keeping stacking up bricks
On my way I'll be living off my fears
I'll be living off my old

Body keeping all the score
Hoping I be scoring the bits of my wins
It's all the same; I roll an ace, a child's embrace
You're open, take, white holy

tell my mum I'm on my way
Keep my eyelids open briefly while I stare through windowpanes
The glass is draped with condensation and some bullets from

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TONS OF DOLLAR BILLS EVERY TIME I OPEN MY EYES

|VERSE #1| DucePlaya
If you can

everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare
Cross me like the gold you wear
Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air
So much smoke that I'm comatose,

ain't never felt this
This shit got me open
And I think I'm really ready
For it this time

If you wanna come and take a ride with me
You ain't gotta

to the brain that'll keep you safe
Still with the message like Dizzy
But have fun too, while keeping busy
Setting the bar up to the ceiling
Lyrical genius

I'm both manic and impressive
Depression stays in my the guest room
I tried to be ghost
Just not build for the chest wounds
Was that too soon
Ye

I told em a reasonable lie
Told em i'm doing just fine
When i feel like falling and crying and crashing the minute i open my eyes
Just want a piece