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the riches
Get hit with the thunder, end up in the mud

Daggerfall is coming
Lock your doors
Board your windows
Sharpen your steel
Daggerfall is coming

I'm

Runnin
The love that I'm getting
is all of a sudden
I know that they fake 
they not 1 hunnid
Shoot at a nigga
Like my name is Bradley
I'm up on the board

Ti pon
BBC jogger
No jog
CDG tee tee
No rough
Iron board
Dry clean
Cold wash
Eba n ki 
Lumyd egbon
To mo
Toju sister mi
Oyinkan
Eddy skinny
Tally bobo

up in texas, might be in Mccallen
Putting numbers on the board, they checkin' the tallies
Bitch I'm eating at the checkers dropping fires in the chalet

a real-world scan
They cable, I'm streamin', they nice
But the difference, they can't
Do it on demand, i'm the man
B-b-bombin' on these beats if you
Tally up

lost my big sister
Now im thinking ill be passing
Im just taking life
I take one day at a time
But if you mention my name
Thats a tally on the line
When

I'm out here hittin the court yea,
Slick with the pen it got torque yea
Slick on the wave in the port
Quick with the box I be grabbing a board yea

flooded out a watch like Texas (and neckless)
Got my own style, you can't dress me (you can't dress me)
Diss me once, then I send a message (send

board, so we can tally up scores
look at how we made, lift something different, carry in the torch, on this lyrical sport
mighty mouth, from the south

Ice Age

Ras Kass

Rasassination

1998

board
But how many pieces can you afford?
We got reason to believe you a traitor
In 20 words or less Webster's definition of a playa hater
The reason

Sticky

69 Boyz

The Wait Is Over

1998

down at the 8
And like at the one twin at the fate
Girl I want to stomp and shake up the cat
And make the head board go rat tat tat tat
All night long

left to be meant to be said 
What I meant was 
Is it better that I kept to myself what 
What's about to be mentioned in this here message 
Instantaneous

story in a nutshell it cracked open imma be alright
Yeah yeah you ah know it all arrogant people always think they all right
Billboard bills on the board

it's still lit and I got kush inside my lungs
I got Remy on my belly and yo bitch beside my arm 
We don't even check our cellies for no message or missed

Batten down the hatches, board up windows and doors 
Headed straight toward us, is a category four 
Grab your baby sister, your grandma and the dog