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is amazin’
Beats by Chase M
Sound funky like twelve slapboxin’ Jamaicans
In the elevator, haze in the air from blowin’ trees
Not from the teasin’

just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys

the interlude, but
I got brought to a different altitude
Realized I was nice with y'all while disrespecting myself
And it made me fall
The breath of fresh air

I wanna love you right
You are the love of my life, girl you be my lover like
I mean, you be my boo
We be like Usher and keys
I wanna usher you keys,

living these life, jet flying, son of a gun, and I'm going to have a hard time, holding these
alligators down
I'm the one they love to mention, maybe cause

costly fee have to you involved
Raise ya glass toast one
Up to the heavens above
By any chance you ever experience
Many feelings of love

You dug it up
I'm

I went from playing with legos 
To smoking up rellos with all of my fellows
The business is private move silent 
The album is new, but the hair is so

wrist right now
This ain't even on the album, it's a pitch; if it hit, cool
I been getting to the big bits right now
Like (Mmph!)
Young black boy
Trying

in effect wit a bag full of trophies
So much love in the air I can O.D.

But I don't know you like dat don't approach me hold up
Ever since I can

Krainpaper by the bundles
Taking chances keep my head
Above water down bad for a long Time consolidating all my quarters Marinating is the Thought

show love
So my dick you ain't gotta ride it

Imma real king I strive to be
Cut you off if you lie to me
No thug nigga
No drug dealer
So humbly I supply

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

Playground Psychotics

shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?

space-time
Each hump could be seen in the ancient night sky
Graphic shots of Dan's nuts were in healthy supply

Arin and Barry knew they had to act fast
They

want's to
I only want him to live if he wants to)
This is the last track that I wrote for this album because I keep prolonging the inevitable
This is

Good evening ladies and gentlemen, it's been About 3 years since we last talked, and I brought
Back a very special man
You know this man, he goes by

thought she loved me
It’s weed hold in exhale no smoke just air
Alive in dream at shop get a 5 star here
Mates on neat cigg weed I’m worried rule in Pond
3

the eyes of those behind him
The flow is steady moving, ain't no time for us to hide it
My father wanted peace, but my brothers love that violence
Spirit

The website is under construction
The website is under construction
But there's no need to worry
We've just been in Jersey recording an album for you

My heart was full of love now my tank on E
Around the time you was listening to heart on sleeve by R.O.D
Fake love I OD'd you never hear my side

Shit on You [A Cappella]

D12

Shit on You [US CD]

2000

guard, they scared to hunt me
I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me
A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs with keep your ass away

me
You don't need to be
The air I breathe
Why can't I be
Completely incomplete
Finally won't you
Let me be free

I wanna be free
From your reign over

holding on air supply from angels up high my greatest song
No regrets let's cut em off quick
They jive kill me with excuses here's my knife quit
My

I'm made to fight, I love the light
Cold-blooded, drop-top, sneaking through the night
I'm like a kite in the peak of my flight
I'm full of might,

full drunkards who wanna get away from the life
Over crowded hospitals, low supply, no medical attention
And yeah they get mentioned
They always show