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Countless stories No need for ink Aw aw aw It maybe no fair to you Aw aw aw Wapha no care to you Aw aw aw Ma no miscarry aw Aw aw aw On her breath alone
Hakuna vile unani miscarry Mi nimmzito naji wekambali Watu mafala hawapatikani Nimejijaza juu mi ni daddy Nilikazana mukue happy Ngoma zangu zina jitihadi
Baby gonna miscarry Can't you see, she ain't mine Baby has an empty heart You know she gets what she wants Shawty dreams of a suicide to see what's
me Little one fate might miscarry Little one why do you tarry? Little one when may I marry you My little one?
me Little one fate might miscarry Little one why do you tarry? Little one when may I marry you My little one?
me Little one fate might miscarry Little one why do you tarry? Little one when may I marry you My little one?
miscarry a baby You leave the scene unseen when I get to trippin' Pistol whip your head hard enough to blur your vision What up, comrade, salute, I pull
miscarry a baby You leave the scene unseen when I get to trippin' Pistol whip your head hard enough to blur your vision What up, comrade, salute, I pull
And the roses tear our hands open Mother Mary, miscarry But we pray just like insects And the world is so ugly now 'Cause it's a great big white world
And the roses tear our hands open Mother Mary, miscarry But we pray just like insects And the world is so ugly now 'Cause it's a great big white world
This night I'm in need of a reminder To stop this retrogress immediately Cause all the time I try to be proficient I got nothing but a big miscarry
like a fresh amputee Another tumor's disciple Praying she will not miscarry me Together, forever, and ever You can't kill me, I'm inside Together,
As I miscarry and decay Distressed kaleidoscopes erode the fractured frame Mocking the grace to deflect misery Vacancy in my chest while I curse holy
for belle? You go miscarry Cuz Oluwa got the boy, God is my big daddy The kind oil for my head see, Bros no be Nifor Bros no be Chevron, shey it's you
The damage got me tallying the time until we marry - hope his trial miscarries I hoard death-row letters score stories of hexes and love vendettas The more
or give up I really can't decide First kid miscarry we don't feel the same pain Demons in my head I can't get em out my brain Umbrellas in my hand trynna
just a worker On the merger I make the fucking lady miscarry Her baby it's scary When society makes me Act violently But I'll kill you quietly When
to stressing but she pregnant with your baby So you happier than ever at the same time it's scary She about to be your Mrs. but then she miscarry Damn that shit
maker I shake her belly and make her Miscarry triplets don't anger, I'm just joking around don't frown Coke and a pound of flower is what you would think
Are you awake? California Valley Death inside the corpse like I was keeping tally Blood in the brain miscarry Smoke in my lungs Sappy she calling
blemishes To miscarry tidbits Of the spirit Within it And on the wishes Of their twitches We generate glimpses Of sixes on the fringes Of quizzical glitches
Abort, flounder, fold Miscarry, miss, slip I cant get enough of this shit Ruined, naught, nothing Lacking, defeated, demoted Disaster, skid, bottom Can't
out rappers teeth like the tooth fairy I'd still be alive even if it was a miscarry My desert eagle turns red with blood Like a canary Catch em by
to make a maid miscarry! Witness this piece of sixpence, certain token Of my true heart, and your false promise broken The devil's in the Woman! What's
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