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your chips up
Dick gave her hiccup
The she spit my kids up
I gotta glock by my dick, don’t get fucked pussy boy this a stick up
Might send some shots

Ah, shit aye

I got my groove back
Ain't I stellar
Had to wake that bitch up
With vendetta
Baby giving good top cause her
Head up
Im poppin, non

Checkmate

Akinyele

Vagina Diner

1993

the spot with dynamite 
rhymes by the Ak 
Airports they amazed to me 
Shit 'cause I fly so much heads yah have my own travel agency 
Rap's are fat like SUMO,

As a result of the outbreak
Your city or entire region might be
Endangered by a lethal aliens yeah

Dead or alive‚ I'll be one of the best
No sleep

brothers don't care

So yo I live by God and not he gun
And get ready for the forth coming 
Talking with my son about the seeds

Seeds have got to grow

Oh the latter days go by
In the House of the Ruin
Roman heroes in the sky
And the carnival is burning
In favor with the gods
And walk it two by two

the time out my day slap a boy with it like I'm Ty Lucain
Caught em in that alleyway lucky aint leave em that boy like usain
By myself never needed no gang

life, I don't play by the rules
My boy a pro, yea he keeping the tool
We been outside, but you ain't come thru

What you say, you never do
Turn up

This shit ain't no Mona Lisa motherfucker I ain't Wayne
Grabing a guitar now I'm in my domain
Give me a second, bout to snap the fuck off like cocaine

They be asking me, yeah
Why you lonely, yeah
They all on me, yeah
They be askin me
Why you so lonely?
Chillin wit my crew instead of
Bein by my

property
If I ain't got it on me
U know dat I'm somewhere by it
U touch a dread on my head
U know errbody slidin'
Rob who, take what?
Gave Tim da chain
He

a mona lisa
Now I'm frying' up the plantains in The skillet like I'm from costa rica
My friends would call me
Chef Brew like I'm so
Pleased ta meetcha'

Underneath the rubble lies our bond turned cold
All alone
Surrounded by your artifacts 
Praised you as a goddess til i woken up to the facts
At a antica

She back on her hoe shit
These nigga act like they know
These niggas don't know shit
If you didn't noticed
I'm smoking on potent
I'm all by my lonely

through ya luau
Used to wish I knew how
To get Lisa Anne's attention
She had her eyes on ballers
The Timmy Carter's
And Andre Iguodala's
I was broke and in

my rack's, been having lately
That bitch wanna come by and fuck
And she shaking ass like a slutt
What's yo name?
Uh, I had to run up my bag
I want

The Giver

My new wife is so crazy
Said my neighbor in navy
That was the color of his shirt
I vote for Marge, Homer, and Burt
And Lisa, but not the baby

a kart
Lisa Simpson, her head sharp
That mean that the brain she givin' off smart
Game over, too hard, gotta restart
Kickstand, stick-shift, Peach

buzz humble, bitches so thoed
Lisa, Michelle, Kiesha, Rochelle
Freak hoes hair poles
Off the chain on the down low
Lee-Lee or Lea, oh my they so fly

know I’m out to get it
She respected the vision
Smiled at her then I got her
Ghost Like phantom of the opera
Ghost like power truth we popping
Crazy head

Snakes love to give the run around
Buss his head
BLAM
Bitch guess you ain't runnin' now
Number one code up ina streets
Is never run your mouth
If you

my enemies 
Like a swish ill get lit by smokin my enemies
He livin life on the edge must be a samurai
Im aimn straight for the head n pop it like

fine, i jus gotta make her mine

Lil baby so fine got my head gone, she hmu soon as her man gone
Don't care wat I'm doin im otw, she answer da do wit no

felt heavenly
Not the same man that he was in 2017
Know that he was covered by someone with a set of wings
Yeah he had a girl but this was well before