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la détente
Faudra payer tes dettes ou risquer la gue-guerre
Et n'crois pas qu'on bégaie, tu parles, je dégaine
La puissance du port du vre-Ha et

Them say me I bad I buy mansion
I get e Money ma fi mi sako o
If them want the boy them gats auction
Because them no say no option ooo
See me walking

course
He took a spoonful, soon was a corpse
She dumped him in the port with
The fish by the wharf
She told her cellmate his dick's like a dwarf
But she

a quarterback you ain't gimme no option
I grab the automatic
For all my bruddas that's higher than attics
Getting so tragic
Who knew the road of riches had this

Endless connections
Civilian node installed 500 credits worth

Suspend the body and support the neck
Port cleansing ritual begins
Engage the interlock

Hard ball got it all
Left the states in a brand new car
Reach the port, standing tall
Wait for captains board

Relax, I wont be back
I've spent all

into the ice)
Penelope (binocucom): Good thing I installed a turret on this little lady. Perfect for splitting logs.
(When the turret overheats.)

through the secret
port hole that you installed the day after the boa constrictor ate your dog.

Hold still, Melvin, because you're my big, puffy house fly

real
For RGB connection ports
Installed and then concealed
Beneath my fragile epidermis
Leaves me wondering just why
We're designed with the intent

Your only option left is to run

We some motherfuckin' outlaws, yeah
Fresh off the wanted poster, little bitch
We some motherfuckin' outlaws
Yippie Ki Yi

culture we
Wrote in the new laws we
Plugged you out and installed G
RMG in this concrete 

You got notes to read 
Pull em out and inspect the script 
Before

none what's wrong you
We was out there starving too
Made a way now it's options fool
Many losses we had to lose
Wealthy from what I had to do
Own my

self-respect cause every nigga plotting
Kill your self-esteem, making you a petty option
Most niggas saying nothing, they ain't sweet with talking
But if you

up a pitch 
We shooting up to the fame
Fame installed in our names
What is your aim
I am is changing the game
Switching lanes
Me and you is not

I left
So when you get a chance, please call me
Gotta go, just found cat shit in the clean laundry
And yesterday's pants is the option
There's already

all in your heart (Do it, do it, do it, do it)
You toggled the options, just go hit start
Friends or foes, you may never know
But it's FPS so play your

the City where I'm From y'all
Bobby Gunnz to the top and I Can't fall
A giant stepping over anything Small
Born to be the best nothing Installed
I'm straight

curious to sample the concoction/
It remind us of the times when we tasted blood boxin'/
With no options messed around and just forgot my doctrine/
Coming

smell that marijuana I just wanna spark it

Bought a mansion Cause I don't want a house or an apartment

Theres no other option All I see is money

I just

Dust on my face, catch a body, make a case
Got a problem
Make it sane I got my options and I play
Got a list full of settings yet I'm always out

assassinated 

Master of these politics, you swear that you got options (slave)
Master of opinion 'cause you vote with the white collar (slave)

Makes the Sun Come Out

Atmosphere

Sad Clown Bad Fall No. 10

2007

I left
So when you get a chance, please call me
Gotta go, just found cat shit in the clean laundry
And yesterday's pants is the option
There's already

Three damn karens I’m stuck behind
Forty two screaming kids to my side
Eighteen wheeler creepin up in sight
Port pork pig what’s up you aight

I

from Haiti
Grew up in Port-au-Prince
Was born trigger-happy
Your best option
Is never come and mess with me
Your life is nothing but a joke to me
So with