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to check
The clock is tickin' and I don't want be next
Runnin' out of fuel, feel I'm 'bout to collapse
Runnin' through the field, this the valley of death

bitch can't get no time from
If loyalty was priceless why this bitch gon drop a dime on me
Now this bitch making fake pages tryna follow me
Imma treat her

The internet it is a cancer it's a disease
I ain't ted k but i can see realities
Competing incompatible and ever more so radical
This much stimulus yeah it is

three-peat

That's when I said, too many Glockies
You gon' need an army when you try to come stop me
I talk so much shit, I thinkin' I'm cocky
But this is my

What space is filled with hate
When will they ever learn

Yeh we gotta do this again son
Yes one more time 
Hey yo fake blood 
Yo son
Ah yo jamell

This heaven sent little angel that was threatened by me
I think it's finally time that you just accepted defeat
Cause I got a whole army of people who'd

know this song gon' hurt you but I won't say sorry
You thought this was a diss track but this is just me with my army

Ganda

Yeah cndre you banana

Hahaha
Know what I’m sayin’ this ya boy Nobl1
Christ up I’m down
Up in here with Sam Peezy
We goin' tell you why we got joy real quick
Y’all don’t

And the law that we live by is to stay true to self
In this case beady eye [echo]
Why try
Everybody lie
About the block
True soldier mentality
This is how we

in smoke/
I give you the proof I just put it in hope/
I been there wondering how to get by/
I call Him Yah, Jehovah Jah/
Killin these tracks and this

And then you explode
Now, the army told me that I was crazy
But I wrote this song so I'm clearly amazing

Gentlemen, it won't be gentle when
I sneak

army boy
Get the hell from 'round here
Go see something in this world 
That you ain't seen, my dear 
But you ain't listen 
You got a job makin'

golf the only time I'd ever be sub par
This shit remind me of the ninety-eight Chicago Bulls intro
From the first few notes you should know what you in

slurring words like a fool
Everybody dumb as hell prolly shoulda stayed in school
My mind is my weapon keep a different type of tool 

Look at this ice on my

I'm Com'n

UGK

Get It How U Live!

1997

But you ain't got no army captain, so who is you a danger to 
Nobody hang with you, slang with you, bang with you, 
spend change with you, or do no

your life real pronto
Delete me from your whatsapp convo
I think my life is building stress
I think my will is dying slowly
Facing too many burdens

this song is saying Joe)
Walk on by (You know what this song is saying about)
Let me be (Let me give you a sample come on come on man)

Now this track is

army
The Trojan efforts crushed before our coalition
Our victories unabated until routed by hierarchical hubris  
Apollo punished us with plagues

you (HA-HA-HA-HA)
Maybe it's because he's threatened by my walk and talk
When it'll debut, ensue, and even impact you
This is a war, not just a battle

I'm genuine
Right?

I talk a lot of talk
And I smack the smack (smack)
But I try to walk the walk
This is not an act (wack)
Everybody wanna judge

I'm always a hateful, vengeful man
But now I'm brought low by emotions unplanned
I like being angry, it's power untapped
But I now I'm torn from

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Yes Sir, I Will

In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it

Church on a Sunday, club on a Tuesday
Spitting hot fire, this is your doomsday
They don't like what I say so they try to sue me
You can't fool me,

Fat for the 90's

Lord Finesse

Return of the Funky Man

1991

to bore me and harm me 

So what you got an army? You're all washed up like laundry 

It's Lord Finesse, the rap phenomenom 

I take this more serious