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do do do do do do do do)
(Uh yeah)
(Yeah that's what it's called)
(That's cool)
Cause he's stuck on I-75
(I put a triangle on my list)
(The instrument

GIFTED-STOPAMBO  (LYRICS)
Just Right...
Just right....

Walking through the beat like another instrument
Found me my Dr. Dre, I gotta be Eminem

the
Instruments or get someone to play
It if I can't and the one
Time I sample for this album, it gets
Rejected, right before I have to turn
The album in i got

'bout a website (who?)
Called Craigslist you write a (Craig?)
Line that rhymes with dot-org (yeah)

He's makin' a list (what?)
He's checkin' it twice

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over me
I can tell by the way it's falling in line
I'm on the Dene's list Dene's list
Yuh
I'm on the Dene's list Dene's list
In first place
On the Dene's

hustler you wanted to be like
You can't even do that now

Yeah, nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I'm an instrument
Nobody

Who ready for house parang
We moving house to house
And we going down de road
We instruments in hand
And we forming up a band
We moving house

I've been feeling something inside
Something good unlike suicide
I can't see myself falling in line
Don't conform cause I know what I'll feel like

there's nothing left to implement
Bitch it's the alumni, army militant,
All these hoes love me, watch me play them like an instrument
I'm bout to leave

line with paint brush
And a switch blade puncture
Rich with a mismatched sock and
Bitch they gon' listen to me no soft
On a leash to the list with

a list of maybe 400 people. I called. I texted. I emailed them one by one, and I explained to them, Hi, how are you? I know we haven't talked in a while,

very clearly a joke
Sweet, yeah, yeah. The doggy dish line is the only one
That's made me nervous, because it's a little bit out of the blue
Out of left

list (block list)

I don't even answer for all of my guys
They talkin' 'bout bitches all on my line
I talk about street shit all the time
I don't

line
Sensing less
So long
Stay low
Surreal

I don't wanna kill time like it doesn't matter
You chose this instrument yourself
Stop trying to make

Shoot it to kill
Pay up the bills
Mission to fill
Bucket list 
Bucket list
Bucket list 
Bucket 
Bucket list
Bucket list 
Bucket list
Bucket 

I

like texts
I shouldn't send, but I send them still
& my regrets looks like my ex
A very long list of why she'd hate me still
I didn't mean to offend
But

a debatable issueTonedeff's official
Like notary's that publicly diss you just to list you
Hit you with a lyrical hysterectomy and off I piss you
Hard to miss

dirty 
So I cut the line like a fishermen 
Can't let her play me like instruments
Throw me a beat and I'm rippin' it 
I'm on a mission 
I'm on a roll like

Acid tripping in the rhymes
God made my mind with an intricate design
Limitless like the infinite divine
This pro tools is an instrument of crime

a list, ah, that'll be fine
If you wanna sling mud in my face
Tell you what, you can get to the back of the line
I don't live in the past, it ain't gonna

You've got it in the back of your mind
That you wanna put another cold red line
Through another name on your hit list
Your hit list
A name

stupid but it rhymes, And we're fallin' out of line
This ain't Tetris, I take you off my set list, Find you on my hit list

Cause there's a hit in

D bass want interlude but I feel like rapping
Watch me get to snapping & want to keep this bihh for myself
yeah
Drawing lines in the sand