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money got me outta breath
Lil' nigga at the grown court, still yellin', "Next"
I know heaven real, man, I done been through hell and back (no cap)
I

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像是当代的列奥纳多达芬奇过早地睁开了先知般双眼
无数次梦见one walking his people through（一个人带领人群穿过）漆黑的旷野
surrounded by the darkness
surrounded by中心论者的rudeness
now be trust me

Let's Go
Uh Huh 
It's Mister, Mister 
Mr.Buddha Hit The La Like
Whoa
Saint Fed, You See
Man, come on, E
Saint Buddha comin like we command the army

moving faster when the bomb is out
Shit is getting crazy
Don't know what you're fucking talking about
I might make you hate me
Even more than the imposter

history made
Took me back to when no one cared what I had to say
We in after parties Chillin VIPS
Millionaires politicians leaders from overseas
met

STREET
By myself, all I need is the beats
I WALK ALONE THIS STREET
Until my restless mind has found peace
I WALK ALONE THIS STREET
Any weather, any day

I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel (IV)

$uicideboy$

I Want to Die in New Orleans

2018

(Yeah, man) (ay, ay, ay)
Reach into my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled hunnids
We look like some crumbled hunnids
Blunted out, then fuzz is

a smoke bomb
While they're too weak
To stop me taking
What I need
Rammza red stone
Open the gate
Must keep this from them
For our sake
Right for me is not

enough to fill me up so I just barely scrape by
The treasures of this land my only hope to survive
So we erect this monument and we'll defend it with out

Back of the Bottom Drawer

Chely Wright

The Metropolitan Hotel

2005

In the back of the bottom drawer
Of the dresser by our bed
Is a box of odds and ends
That I have always kept

But the man who sleeps beside me

notes the pipe uttered,
You heard as if an army muttered
And the muttering grew to a grumbling
And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling
And out

tight (So tight)

Do the shit I like, do the shit I like
I see this shit in the magazines
"A Hundred Ways to Please Your Man" by some lady
Get outta

This is the story I am the author
Soon to be prince right now I'm a pauper
I'm gonna make off with somebody's daughter
Gyalist from day man I'm still

Life of an Outlaw

Makaveli

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory

1996

the world 'cause this is how they made me
Scarred but still breathin' believe in me and you could see the victory
A warrior with jewels can you picture me

Hot

Rosco P. Coldchain

The Neptunes Present... Clones

2003

speaking you'll give me your chain
I'm Da Vinci, don't make me draw ya pain
They call me 'Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain
Hey 'Rell this beat is

the prophets, why won't He chat now, guys
If God really loves me, why's my life in this mess
They say He's powerful and good, but might I suggest
If that is true,

a four leaf clover

I wish I could reach out to hold you
Like the old days I was used to
Pain surrounds me like an army
Thoughts arise of surrendering
I

of pythons sir robin
Bobbin in a tank to a tune till tyranny's fallen
Are you hearing me are you tuning out the truth
And though a leader is missing Ima raise

by a man who retired from the repair pool at Fort Sam Houston
Same guy who laid the direction-of-the-hole-left-by-the-electron-moving-backwards gem

code intervenes 
I'm out to scout the areas that remains to be seen 
(What?) 

Well, many many digits had me seeking in my Wizard 
Man, who's

like ten
But I was the same out there, I was badder again
So by thirteen, we was back in the ends (we're back)
But bringin' me back to that shitty

your ass up
'member you motivated me that I could man up
But you fucking planning to die? No
I'd not be living in this world if it ain't for you
But why

Get out if it's six
Buss me a house
That's out in the sticks
Away from this shit
T-Money ain't this
T-Money ain't that
Didnt make this beat
Still I'mma

at dawn over the world
Then back at me
Notice how they ask is this even possible?
Ravens showed me a way to excellency
Grew up in the Netherlands in some