Search results for 'illicit trade'

native

Yes I feel
I feel change
Way to be happy
Yes I must face
Yes I trade, I trade
Trade ina illicit
I posses are on sale
cctually be livin

Yes I feel

Illegal... organ trade
Illicit... black market

Chattel... sold to the highest bidder
Meat... humanity not considered

Harvest... vital organs

Illegal... organ trade
Illicit... black market

Chattel... sold to the highest bidder
Meat... humanity not considered

Harvest... vital organs

place
And I'm in it to win it I'm out to get paid
Got all these bitches on my dick
From all the money I made
It's a trade I've acquired
Growing up

Kismet, the gringo griot, the P.I. of the pinot
Illicit scribe that solicit bribes
He flow and collect in reservoirs
Methods in the repertoire are illegal

to other illicit medicines
Never in my right mind would I ever do it
The Devil's reach must be far to ever touch me
No manner to describe it besides this:
Do

you speak
We should all just trade places
For a couple of weeks
No my faith is so faceless
Pour a couple of drinks
And we're a little famous

the street, the Walls the theme
I sell, trade, among other things
Pay attention
Imagine me
On the block
In a store front called, "My Dreams, You Spot
Madoff

croak
Raise our voices, trade some blows
In tuneless serenade
 
I wanna feel some real elation
I want sleep deprivation
I wanna stain my reputation

Cannabis and heroin
From the Middle East
The assaults the car theft and drug offenses
Illicit drugs and rape exist
Though they can never rate with the USA
We

tusslin ‘les it pertains to justice
My bo’s IPOs , we can trade in public
Became accustomed to the grind amidst the rigorous tours
The way I stitch together

presidents
Whether street or retail I check them dividends
Make sure them dollars make cents
Turn my illicit funds legit and then I fully vested it
I cover my

events: y’all makin’ sense
Is a recessive trait
It's dead it makes no sense
To try and resuscitate
JanSport of the illicit freight
Hit the dance floor