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a plaything
Ghost of Wyoming
Canyons close, an ambush
Hunted by the shade
Models from Meeteetse
A welcome sun filled glade
Race to the next rest stop
Might be

prophecy
When everybody stares the spectral dawn
An old remembrance on the bloody ground
The sacrilegious scorn feeds the white crows
With the bleak ambush

To hang by the neck 'till you're dead
Flee towards the mine where you stashed all the loot
A harrowing race against time
Bloodshed is coming so stand

Pay attention cuz where I’m from they pull right beside/when you thinking you top dog they catch you by surprise/so you better be crossing ts be sure

full view, as if enlightened by an inner glow.

As if in an ambush. Waiting for their moment.

The teacup talks, the sea shell sings, and the chandeliers

Pay attention cuz where I’m from they pull right beside/when you thinking you top dog they catch you by surprise/so you better be crossing ts be sure

Endure the pain
Ignore your shame
You've come this far
You can't just walk away
Distracted by pictures of a broken past
Highlight reel ambitions

to put in their place
Each of those who alters time
Will have himself
A death syndicate

A restaurant ambush
Where surgery kidnaps the plastic
The stuntman

We’re not stumbling
Fuck this shit, it is an ambush
Leave that bitch with cash wish
Feel out the pot, alone, the patty
Has been done
Pick it up,

Every single man on board
Tonight we ambush
The ones who raided us
No one standing still
I bring to them a rage
From the size of the sorrow that

still like to rip the seams
By smiling, taunting me in there
Now the pain I cannot bear, oh
I let the wrong creep go!
And now he follows everywhere I roam

fearlessly took flight
Upon the rocks a shadow cast his beauty and his might

Delusions of grandeur flowed up when from out of nowhere came
The ambush that

feel the juice
Make it hard to live
Make it quicker
Gone and grab your noose
Bitches by the dozen, turn around I'm tryna crack it loose
Traveling down

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Não pega na reta 

Nois forga memo sem simpatia
De Sport Clube Corinthians Paulista
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In the darkness platoons track their foe
Foreign militia looking for war
Silent killers hiding in the trees
Awaiting ambush

Wire, trip, beneath

Dreams sent me records to sample
He said you've got the juice my nigga live by example
You walking on top of rappers like slippers and sandals
Music is

plannin up an ambush

I be all above you I be readin up the good books
Lookin like some crooks while I'm chill with the good looks
Chokin on your rhymes

to ambush us there
Our god trusted his divinity
Captured by the enemy
Liar!
Destroyer!
Killer!
Cross Keeper!
Your gold or die!
To my god you will pride
All

the kitty that's a ambush
My homies coming thru with a bagfull (What?), of dutches and green plus the backwoods (Fill it up)
Money coming in like I won

He should have known by all of my past sins
It's a wonder I ain't already locked up in the pin
Nothin' to lose on any given day
Will this be my last

that
We in the field no two hand touch
Big swoosh on the dunks by Yoon Ambush
Tryna push coupes with no roof and such
With my head out that bih I'm cute

to my nigga Blaze
Connected by a case and robberies in the States,
Fighting for some status

Tony know the deal, we was driving around the projects with

A rustling in the bushes
A stirring in the trees
An ambush is approaching
Hidden devils all around you
Voices at the wire
Tortured by mosquito songs

Ambush and rebuttal we seasoned by the Scene
Battles and the Trials the Tradition and the Crew
Working-Class the muscle we kick you bleed and bruise

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