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much more positive things about it
And I don't feel at all crippled by it or um, or anything I just feel so happy
To know that I' m one of the few people

me for one thing
I got too much to do
I got to much of something
Maybe its a drug in the water supply
The air that we breathe is making us all high

a lot of time I'ma slide to the side the Vicky's
I'll supply the dope in dick form like Bobby did Whitney
I'm your pusher man got you addicted now you

waisted all of my kisses give um back
She flies by where
He Never thought that she would ever see him there
She can't touch air
He Never really thought that

and cut my air supply
if I give these niggas breathin room
If what I'm brewin ain't potent
If what I'm doin ain't rollin
Nigga, diss me, make a movie, talk

Find You Again

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi 3

2018

I had to do it by myself for so long to where
When you come back in my life it just don't feel right like
Feel like somethin's missin'
And you feel

to supply
Sick rhymes come by if you want to get high
Quit lying you ain't eating your boy on a diet
Why try I don't care how much bread that you got
Bye-bye

1111 is also sixteen sub 1 in binary
Wood never get board as a two by four
They eight to see my jank here, raising stakes for your plank stares

I'm

getting old
You really need to get your life yeah
Are you out of your mind yeah
BigDOG was down
Now I'm back
Play by the rule zero contact
No more supply

to believe to supply each and every need
Is it too much to receive each time for the eye or the mind to conceive
Is it all gone like a hairline only by faith

stranded on an island
So what would you take to survive
If there was just one thing that I could bring, what would you decide
Um, eeny, meeny, miney, Adil,

again

Edge comes clear Inch of life
plankton rich air supply
as the fog clears it is I who walks & talks no crutch I fight again
Clearing my soul
I gain

Pimps

Eightball & MJG

Comin' Out Hard

1993

to a trick the nigga who
persuaded her to sell ass like hoes suppose too
now how in the fuck do you think a pimp is slippin
surrounded by all these hoes
that's

Trapped

Monks of Doom

The Cosmodemonic Telegraph Company

1989

too clear
How I'm like everyone I can remember I knew

Trapped
Supply and demand
Mathematics and facts
Computing revealed
The secret's concealed

Amaze Me

No Angels

Destiny

2007

Little things, that you do,
That we shared,
Me and you,
Air I breathe, 
You supply me with such wonder stuff
Just one touch is all I need

It

kevin they come cheaper 
By the dozen and collectively the moth get sprayed easy off you
So the bullets can't bite but i'm itching for it for
A different

go without my weapon

Single mother who ain't give up & did it all by her lonely
Watching her starve to stack it up probably what made me so hungry

Satanic undiplomatic
Rich only bitch aristocratic
Romance in the air for my lover
Then in the sheets undercover
Meet me in the city of Culver
I'll love you

to place saturns ring on your finger
You supply the fuel to my tank that will make me a winner
You give the feeling of summer in presence of winter
So allow

check my air supply
Or how many hearts there are
Until I can't restart

Doing nothing I won't have it
I must give the day some worth
I don't wanna know

dropped, stores closed, nothing registered at first
As darkness starts to fall, tension in the air felt worse
Sirens drowned by the screams and the running

to be alone in a crowded room 

The air supply is running low killing your power soon 

No time to let your flower bloom play a louder tune 

The silence

my universe and galaxy but last Thing i need space
Its my desire to place saturns ring on yo finger
You supply to fuel my tank that will make me

and cut my air supply
if I give these niggas breathin room
If what I'm brewin ain't potent
If what I'm doin ain't rollin
Nigga, diss me, make a movie, talk