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has monkey face, in the south east the head of Parasurama
In the south the head of Narasimha, in the south west is Ganapathi

In the west is the head

What if we were lawless
Now welcome to America: the wild wild west so flawless
No Bosses
No office
No caution
No off-duty officer lawfully offering

I Didn't Ask to Come

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

tax
I'm ready to go up in the warehouse with my ax
And chop up shit until they give my freedom back

Service to what, who
Damn, you got caught

there may be some days or weeks when your own internet’s down
With so much to pay for the Leaders can’t ensure free service stays up in your town
Some

Bitcoin doing backflips as I’m investing 
Tie hands w friends in high places on the west wing 
Fly back home in time to log flights w Epstein
My triple P

running without a reason
The blood in your eyes bleeding
The West, confess, The war was never a war
The Indians slept, negroes were given swords
His

ties with the game, the same shit that certified me
All my clientele gone, miss the customer service by me
Yeah, they just like me, all my pie flippers

The Problem Is...

Murs

Fornever

2010

the desire to rule
In the pursuit of pure power is the path of the fool
We chase crown till we laying face down
Our worldly possessions keep weighing us

keep going)
Niggas don't feel the Piru in your voice, it don't come off vulture
I'm a west boy 2L rider, Gonzalez, real funkster
Oh, he from Canada,

The world is getting practical
George Toaster for the breakfast
And a better food delivery
Ring throughout the week
The best services’ announcements
Laundry,

bureaucracy and lost
Trying to help their fellow man when people were yelling, "stop"
For the red tape cutters and the rule benders
Sometimes you've gotta play

Revolution of the west, old powers now must fall
Repetition of the past, mankind has doomed us all
Prejudice spreads fast, yes it lives in all of us
It's

ups and bow ties
Vo got it locked so the service is still roadside
White and crimson 3s
Call em roll tide
I won't stop
Get to the money
Make sure

All the way, to the White House
With the Secret Service, and them
I flow between both the east and west wing
Remind them both, still God is king
We

know this bad ass bitch out west she stay out there by Jackson
You gotta take what you want in life it ain't no time for askin'
They'll be surprised

I'm never stressing out
Uptight hoes getting stretched out
That's just how it goes
I don't make the rules
But I don't break the code
I break bread

Poland like I'm Boat, this lean, can't pronounce
I'm known north to west, I'm known east to south
In a California king, remember dreams on the couch

no need to think twice!

From North to South, East to West, they ship nationwide,
In every corner of the country, Mister Fab's stride,
Their service is

to West
They ship nationwide
In every corner of the country
Mister Fab's stride
Their service is top-notch
Delivery's fast
Get your hands on their tees
Make

the perp
My head can leave this earth But my body serves a purpose
I can feel it on the service When I motherfuckin' surface
Gotta get a permit If you tryna