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road
A light begins to shine

For you might have heard
This time you must reckon
For you might have seen
This time you must believe

So hold onto what's

You can't leave me yet
We've got so much to do
And if I reckon, you're the one for me, and I'm the one for you
And if I reckon, you're the one for

its the truth
And you just believe don't research or ask for proof
Hmmmm I reckon I reckon I reckon
That I'm the illest motherfucker ever
Hip-Hop since

looking for rocks

Only seen us for a second, heard ud coming for blocks

You reckon you ain't gonna find nothing but cold cash

Why don't you gone write

reckon? (What you reckon?)

Fuck my career for a second (mmm) (bestfriend)
Eighteen, I was on seven (mmm) (bestfriend)
Seventeen, six in the Wesson

I think it's time to be alone for a while
Unhitch the halter from my unsteady mind
Take a slow wander to soothe the sting in my spine
Yes, I reckon

day long
Just a-swayin', sweatin', swearin'
Listen to a cowboy song
How it beckons and I reckon I
Would work for any wage to be free again
Just to be

going on.

So fierce so true
you take your bold intention.
Sever blackhole within 
your satisfaction.
Fearless unbound
Reckon for once, conviction

We wanna see You
High and lifted up forever
Let Your train fill this temple
Lord, we are ready

For I reckon the sufferings
Of this time
Are not worthy

Reckon

Haystak

Car Fulla White Boys [Street Flavor]

2000

they clock us on the radar (car sfx)
Cops pull us over looking for rocks
Only seen us for a second, heard you'd coming for blocks
You reckon you ain't

leather all day long
Swayin', sweatin', swearin'
Listenin' to a cowhand song

How it beckons and I reckon
I would work for any wage
To be free again,

tipped hair
And theorises thus

You know what I reckon?
Pause for effect
Adjusts his tackle as if it’s semi-erect
I feel I’d better give him what I know he

for second
Cause I reckon
That if we kick it down for tonight
They'll be no need for those blinding lights

Take a trip to France
I'll give you French

leather all day long
Swayin', sweatin', swearin'
Listenin' to a cowhand song

How it beckons and I reckon
I would work for any wage
To be free again,

At the Edge of the Scene

Sloan

Don't You Believe a Word

are clear he reckons
For tonight

Yeah...

claim
And a cavalier without his king
Has nothing but his name
Oh woe to the soldier
And his kith kin and kind
For war reckons not upon the carnage left

the times I close my eyes my heart is aching
I tired to reckon for the times they left me standing
I put my heart into this shit I can't be faking
And if you

And they playing them games in a drunken race
It's my time what you reckon for
It's way to fake right now not a second more
All these lies that are told,

reckon, for every single follower there is an exception, 
For every single polymer there’s always a synthetic, 
For every single dollar is a sign that comes

went missing?
I'd reckon for a question in regards if I was quitting jack
Retirement is unheard of with the ears of a bat, ayo
Same energy with me, wanna

might be like if we didn't drink
I suppose that it would mean that now we'd have to think
Might that be a good thing, only time would tell
I reckon for

around
I'm just saying, dog, you can't believe the Gram, dog
They buying followers, they're fans are full of spam, dog
They gonna have to reckon for that

You think you're clever
You think you're clever?
But you don't reckon for a second
What's inside your head
What drives you mad...
Is you've been

words, with death I flirt
Beckon for reckon for all that it's worth
Gun in my britches, can tell by the girth
Bitch, I pop in a rocket and flee from