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right? When you're on top, high expectations when album drops
Supply the nation, hand em a lot
Be versatile and stand your spot
If not, then you get got,

Blood of the Grape
written by Nathan Conrad and Nick Mitchell

It was cotton candy the first time I tried a bite 
Forbidden fruit on the track

Ya album was ya own roast 
Fully grown still slangin on my old post
Ballot box was jacked from the poll closed
David Poll sent the local 
So So-Cal ya

Last Night Radio 11:41 PM

Shooter Jennings

Black Ribbons

the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in

Wasnt tripping I was kicking it with Wifey
She between a double-nickel and a dime piece
Harlem garden grew God all of them
Surprised by all this cuz now

started hitting my own supply
A fiend getting high, fucking with googly eyes
'Til an art critic came and gave my shit a try
Now I'm on top of the world
Feel

Boosie
I set it off
I let the cannon spill
Pasta rigatoni shells
Overcooked, I wish it well
Perfected my material
Respectively lyrical
Subjected by this

don't wanna see me advance
Thats why they try and bite everything i invent
Getting money is all about supply and demand
Got supplied with the pole to go

Nearest Thing to Hip

The Waterboys

Modern Blues

2015

By the twisted grace of the law of supply and demand
Well, there's no use crying and no use sighing over
Stone, wood, wire, glass and cement
But

Here is the song "Am buchaille ban" which Capercaillie do a lovely
version of on their Crosswinds album. I was sent these words by John
Angus Macleod

that I can't help but sigh
Cause you took my breath away, I don't know how I get by
Without fresh air I need a new supply
So meet me underneath the palm

to imply to
You think you the plug till my niggas go and supply you
Make sure it's correct don't make em have to pull up by you
With that heat and let it BAM

a genius
I drop an album, its my life in sequence
God damn

Every body put your hands in the air
Cause life ain't fair
This year we ain't taking no more L's

guys choice of friends
How you spend a set trend
Licking nighties round the bend
He idolised by men and women and men

Even gang ends, all demand them

Thug Luv

Lil' Kim

La Bella Mafia

2003

his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we

by my grind like the shaker
Mind my behavior
I park the car for the valet
Set the table for the waiters
Totally self sufficient with a
Whole lot

Major Tom

You know I tried to go back home to the world where I am from
It wasn't my fault we lost the connection
The air supply is running low

Do you remember walking to the water? Surrounded by empty summer homes
Some awful nu-metal album, blasting out of broken headphones
We'd wind up back

childhood

Yeah, worry bout me baby
You should

I need attention more than air
Might forget your name
Can't get through an album
Without pausing to mansplain

which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because

to Mama's Gun, destined to be
prominent since I was young, sole provider I
supply the funds for the fam so the grind is always constant non stop til I decide

Liminal - between or belonging to two different places, states 

The period of time when the songs on this album were written and recorded was

Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap

Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars

The day evades our inspection and slouches along
Unstirred by plans and ambitions of ours
We take up space in its supply of hours

The day's not troubled by