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You made me a fighter
I've been on the ropes
Young age I was captivated by fear
Had to fight all my tears
I was a soul in despair
Broken no shells

went by, I was sadly surprised
Because of insecurities, he created his demise
I ain't claimin' to be perfect, I mean, who the fuck am I

Oh yeah, that

been popping bottles quick
I see 'em coming at me
I'ma rap until I'm God to them
DramaTone the godly one
Hollow tip is hardly son
I don't got no friends

like Florida Seminole
Subliminal raps which make criminals act bitch
Instrumental in creatin' the most pinnacle rap shit
Got Toni Braxton lookin'

time
Reverse the sin in the hour glass
When you counting my crime
I wanted by my own cerebellum
Love unconditional but i could never tell her
Remember

Same Ol' Game

Souljahz

The Fault Is History

2002

only take a king to peruse
Never flirtin' with the physical only my mind and mental
This world, an instrumental, my life became the pencil
The paper is

I Am Goddamn

Amazed by all these fingers dangling off these calloused hands
Stunned by all these senses I can hardly understand
I can feel your

Chapter Uno
(Beat by Skall)

Coro
Dame mas RAP mientras todos duermen, ajà
Dame mas RAP mientras todos duermen, ok
Dame mas RAP mientras todos

Chapter Uno
(Beat by Skall)

Coro
Dame mas RAP mientras todos duermen, ajà
Dame mas RAP mientras todos duermen, ok
Dame mas RAP mientras todos

avec ma Rolex comme un nouveau riche.
J'passe pas en radio au Qc mais j'fais des liasses d'euros bitch.

Texte et voix: Amiel Lord.
Instrumental: Prod By

the top of class wit a powdered nose, Starving garden wit no water how’d the flower grow
Mama stick by her son that’s the mother code, While he plotting wit

couldn't critique this dick 
Much less a album, fuck the outcome 
I could feed em talcum, till the route come 
But Fuck it, I'll go hard till I'm out son

somethin' and then throw it up to you)
massaging the pause button, sure
(I'll get you into the mood or whatever)
alright, OK
as long as I can get rowdy son
I

commencin' lookin' for romancin'
No matter the place no matter the race let's embrace
While we dance and bounce face to face
So son I pass em to the left hand

son slowdown u gotta crawl before u walk
Shorty wanna fwm cuz she see I got the sauce
Growing up I learned don't fw them niggas from across
But ion

this sprint I gotta win this race
At all cost for that smile on my son face
Nigga murdered up the street that’s another cold case
Another mom crying

Goku... Son Goku
He's coming
Ehh hhmmm
Yeah!
He's back!
This that, Super Saiyan nerd GOD flow nigga
Hahaha
Look
Yes! On this instrumental I will
Show

was absolutely sensational, with Eddie McGowan only winning by a couple of darts, knocking out Alistair Stones; it was extremely tense. So, who will

on the east side, Where only metal birds flew
And if you hit by one of them you’ll need a doctor or two
We got smuts, shones and slides making dicks go achoo

the components
Well
Shit if you want it
Jump up on it
As I compose a sonnet
If I'm honest
Got the clarity of shamans
When I'm bombing
Instrumentals
Killing more

on the porch of the house on the hill somewhere by the water
Slowly aging... watching our dog racing back and forth our kid, no matter son or daughter
You know

instrumentals offa my face
And my best friends are mon-stars we’re having dinner dates
I write loony-tunes as i’m sitting in my room
And this winters seemed

kids, handle biz, clock my 40 for check, 
Then I slide to the side, F Jake no jive,
Run the instrumental for the mental one time, 
Ha, and we stay gettin’

seeing the sun if you wanna be lovers
And niggas gon do what they want
Cannot bothered by energy, I know that I'm covered
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm