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grow when the air is trite
I'm in a zone to go share a light
Even with covid I'm erudite
Learning my share in life
This is my paradise
How many people

a life?
We can not grow when the air is trite
I'm in a zone to go share a light
Even with COVID, I'm Erudite
Learning my share in life
This is my paradise

expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds
My database said Day the basehead that day to base head
Is he dope? No
Who gave Day the base, ball is

Let's go
Got fist like Stone
When I hit that Zone
I said let's go
My feet a Blaze
When I beat the streets and stage
Aye Yeah let's go
Got fist like

W.R.O.H

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds
My database said Day the basehead that day to base head
Is he dope? No
Who gave Day the base, ball is

to make it
I'll never be on the radio station. There is no fan base. Let's face it
Even if I shove it in your face, you wouldn't play this
You might listen

And that's just off my faith
Not even base off my name
Had to learned the game
People respect I had to gain
I love the women I became
I'm going crazy I'm here

molto piccola data a tre studenti
Non che la affittano in totale a 400-600 euro

Ma fanno 400 euro studente
Madonna che vergogna
Esatto, e quindi lo

las bases



Le damos clases de amor 

reventando los compases 

Que la flia descanse

la juego de cantante sin contrincante

Salgo con mi fla con mi

Feeling on the base of my skull, the seams splitting
Sorta like my Goyard duffle with reams poking
When I reach the dock a whole new body I’m

a corn base
My Levontae resemble of vehicular threats
The mic I spray resembling the sickle of death
It ain't strenuous to come from a continuous breath

J'rentre dans la zone en vrac bobine de fils de cuivre et aimant j'sors tout le bif du gab
Tout pour le bif, émeute de malade on pirate la nasa les data

Baby t'es mon amazone
Tu sais comment rider de même
Viens t'en un peu dans ma zone
Oh on va pas garder deux mètres
Baby t'es mon amazone
Tu sais

(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah, niggas still waiting for me to drop
(Uh, huh) i robbed niggas for they base
And sold easy rock

Fur coats and magnums
Come

of curves
A fingerprint of God for the world
Look at how it twirls from the DNA
Changed to contain all the data stored up in the base
Graphene charged up full

attempts to disdain
Switch lanes shit changes when you miss brakes
Buzz you make ain't even my base line
You mince your words I prefer to baste mine
Take

and shine can't always be gold
Guess I gotta get it on my own


Word to my big worm
Palm no swisher
Palm roll soul go down to my root
Word I push big verb,

"Shout out to the dead," "to the dead," I digress
If there was only real, I think there'd be no one left
It's a war zone in my head, all my enemies

but, waiting for new comedy
Start a conversation but, execution sloppy
Meta mutant cacophony
Meta data on pictures
Location on lock
Probation on top

Different Drive
It’s Worse Than Stick
It Back Fires When I Shift
I’m In The Zone 
It’s Hard To Sit
Tried To Play Me 
Seen The Whip I Drive
Now She Want

the greatest
In my zone, I know you feel it in your bones
Oh we fell off like Jerome but still they’re watching the throne
Your baby’s fine mama, promise, never

here's not sorcery
We are just terrain aware, and study domain forestry
Use Use Cases, Data bases, leverage our Authority
We achieved and maintain

This is word play
I could never fail in the first place
Everybody wanna hit a homer
I'm just tryna get on first base
Rappers want beef
That's gon' make