Search results for 'Storage And Inference Layer'

She's searching
Dreams workings
He's certain
He's baking
She's shaking
Layer making
She covers
He blunders
We wonder
She's tougher
He's tougher
We

layers like orange peels
Sacha Baron Cohen, Ferrell, where am I going with this?
Oh yeah, I bar at will
And when you throw the iron in it, I'm all that

I could open up a cold storage for these 
Half ass aspiring rap artists to go snore in
Throw em in a freight container
Ther're gonna wake up

She's tying her hair
She's shedding a layer
Keeping a spare
Underwear
I make her regret
It makes her so wet
I make her upset, is it
Something I said

Always felt what's in storage
This destiny ain't always sweet as an orange
Strive to win before the casket nailed shut
My journey sometimes been so tough

much ease oh santa come please

The basement used to be our layer
For us kids that was our chi
Before the flood oh check your gutters please

Now it's

the aura of a humble rhyme-sayer and bubble wrap layer
Slay a Double Dash player, sayonara, say your prayers
Now you caught it like the vapors, it's

bitch, she want sex
I dropped my bitch, she gon' fuck up that check
I dropped my bitch, she ain't giving no neck
I'm rocking these layers, boy, look at my

and that’s it, you're good

On the Bitcoin only, social orange pill layer
In code, we trust and we get together
We drink fresh orange pill juice, we read

By night I return to the storage shed
Anxious to catch a glimpse of the dead
Nervously, I unbolt the door
Making my way into this abattoir

Hot air

By night I return to the storage shed
Anxious to catch a glimpse of the dead
Nervously, I unbolt the door
Making my way into this abatoir

Hot air