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the darwen boys will be here to stay 
Next will be our biggest match we will play the blind mens match

Abcdefg come on the mic to the party,
with the wicked

the club with an entourage
Little Harwood stars like armies marchin'
Mardi Gras in Darwen 
But sick artists are few and far apart
Pardon? Its why I charge

The Crows
A collection of ten tracks
Inspired by the late poet Edgar Allan Poe and his works
This project is the embodiment of Mr. Blackburn's growth

the penitentiary bus
Sitting in the chapel with the Chaplin
Is the Chaplin praying for us
Cooking 30 noodles a day
Blessing my bothers breaking bread
Making boss

that make the young world go 'round

The Carolina Panthers have selected with their number one draft pick
Chauncy Blackburn (hey, young world)
It is

open
Evil and red and it's holding a token
With writing on. But I can't see, it's shaking
My supervision will read the engraving
"Ed Blackburn one way

Being filled with your peers
All they talk about is me
So the vision is clear
I’ll take it from here
You being filled with fear
Wait I think it’s beer

having a laugh
It's not my birthday

You can find me in the pub with a pint of bud
Look love I got a fiver if
You let me see your jugs
I'm into playing

need anything
Tonight I'd take anything

And if I turn this car around, and drove back to Winnipeg
Would you ride shotgun with me
'Cos I've been making

like the song is Skitzo
Boppy want the deluxe I served him like a waita
The hoe want sheetz run, I tell her we go later
I can't ride with Chevys that

Blackburn
Grew up in Clitheroe
Full of dreams
Full of hope
Only to be smacked down cos' I'm from the North!
Been an artist from the age of two
Poor little me

I’m charged
This energy
Flowing through my veins
Is purely unmatched
I be in Blackburn
Swipin them visas
Cartier shades
I can't even see ya
I hop in my

can't stop screaming
Run faster, they're chasing me
Run faster, they're chasing me
I think they want me to bleed
With a knife in their hand with a fist

You can find me with a freak chillin' in the VIP looking like a G
Drinkin' Hennessey with a couple keys
Says she wants to dance
Ever since she caught

of the land, for your dawg or ya mans.
I do it for real, while ya'll do it for the 'gram.
In front (of) Blackburn with a paw full of grams.
I wouldn't sell

can you put out a song
With nothing except your suicide tape on
Man, it's easy when I've got my cape off
Lie it on the floor, where it belongs
Tryna

I've been pushing so long
I've been looking for a cheatcode
Hit her spot with ease
I feel no pressure like a freethrow
Coming out the West
I'm

on calculator
 8 stone kid with the heavy weight bars
And man dig deep like excavator,
Elevate, levitate, meditate dawg 
... Who's that Chigga?
NiNJATEA, nobody

we still make tracks that bang bro,
No gang though,
Blackburn based No Manc bro,
Feelings disguised like camo,
No beef these days but step out-of line

tech fleece
And the ninety sevens on feet
They kick man down when it comes to beef
On stage won't move with a next gang
Fuck the pee I'm back in my

breaking down
Who's going to save me now
Oh, I'm breaking down
Who's going to save me now
Who's going to save me now
Blackburn your feelings to the sidewalk

Marsha Blackburn is a coward
Now our kids are scared of dying
Strapping teachers with more guns
Grown accustomed to the sirens
Democracy is on fire
It's so

The story of Sara Hellen
Started in Blackburn England
Already married to the
Citizen John Roberts in the streets
Soon began to accuse her

shriveling 
Coat hangers in the trees
ct the capital in Tennessee 
Woo, you better run boys!
Bill Lee is up a tree
With Blackburn and Haggerty 
She could be