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the blade fillet the flock 
What was you saying Akh 
These knuckles ain't afraid to knock 
Hit you with a jab cross uppercut then you fade to blahck
I'm so

your flabbergasted by the way I’m rapping this shit fantastic because I make things happen manifesting king
The lord is coming so there ain’t no laughing

we’re swerve till we crash came a long way from doing high speeds now I’m out of traffic with lil chops and blast took a flew flights to meet with some

Verse 1 
He love what I do it’s intoxicating 
Downtown and it’s to amazing 
Got him going crazy 
Big boss and I’m more than a lady 
Thick thighs

should of fucking wrote
Imma keep it word til I'm dust and smoke
I don't got a voice it's just fuzzy notes
But I'm carried by my rasp and these lovely

thing is follow your passions ally it's not a truce what you need to follow instead is your skill set and you'll find this out by talking to your friends

to think them tabs was lovely
I was staying up late popping tabs like a junky
I just had to change my ways
Man I swear I'll go insane yeah
That drug done

know what I mean?
And even if it don't add up
I can minus the hoes
And we'll see where it leads

'Cause you just wanna dance with the girls
I just

in the heart of man makes him stoop
But a good word makes him glad


But by the grace of God I am what I am
And his grace which was bestowed upon me

picks him up
safe now
clings to her
waited all this time
i guess he was right
what do i know
at both things i cried
and she holds him tight
knows his

though right by the 48-Quintara
Baby was so big we got out and did it right there
Lovely, word is bond she was funny
Always started every other sentence

as lovely, as I used to be before it all went to hell
Open up your mind and voice to the words you feel the need to say
Take a breath, bleed me dry, again,

on four strings
It's really not hard
To be a bard
On four strings

What's hard
Is being heard as a bard
Who has something nice to sing
But just can't sing

Now just sit back, quit telling me I'm sorry
I was scared of it, Now I'm fine by my lonely
You know what you did, on repeat, quit telling me I'm

deer.
Maricha  who had already been punished by Rama once refused at first
But, Maricha knew that either way he would be killed
He preferred to die

They all say I'm crazy I say 'ha' Just like a fox but with dementia By the way on third thought You shouldn't open up that box that I sent ya The hatter

a little crazy, but no one seemed to notice his suicidal thoughts written in his opus. What a sad child. Mom and dad cared more about their own personal

lovely
We came a long way from pumpy

I'm down on my knees God heal my soul yeah
I don't wanna say it's not my fault
I walked through the darkness still

the world is ours

Mind your place your in the face of a god
Time erased by the lack of law
Misplaced by what you saw
Up and down back and forth
The turn

Do not deceive
Formulate my posture
To be, or not to be
Wrote in fiction
With no witness
Made it real, by the way I’m living
Destructo Disc any nigga

breath
That's payback for sitting on my face when I'm snoring
Yo, I swear this bitch is tryna kill me
By the way, I'm sorry for starting this off filthy

Bouta bare my heart on this beat
I ain't playing with you no more
Gonna tell you what I feel for sure
Said I'm 'bouta bare my heart
Bare my heart

You were the one for me
I’d never let you go
But you left me for another hoe, aye

Been left in the dirt way too many times
I get used to it, and I just

infliction from ones past issues
I shouldn't have to bear the cross for what others did to you
My mission's to be patience, to better understand you
Almost