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Heikki's Suburbia Bus Tour

Rodriguez

Coming from Reality

seems so unreal
Just to ask the question,
Now how does it feel
On Heikki's suburbia bus tour ride

Two thousand seven hundred and fifty two

fajnie
Do momentu aż czerwona lampka gaśnie (pstryk)
Mówię prosto z mostu co mnie boli
Oni by milczeli z kutasem w worku soli

Nikt nie freestyle'uje, nie

a bigger rep
The trigger finger strapped
I wanna see another nigga step
I play the cards
Lost by your dingy Mista Gilligan
The mighty mad writer's

Mówię prosto z mostu co mnie boli
Oni by milczeli z kutasem w worku soli
Nikt nie freestyle'uje, nie robi mixtape'ów
Nie dają acapelli - nie chcą remixów

jaw, boją się do teraz
Rufin na mój widok dostaje rozwolnienia
Ja mam go w chuju, wolę iść po rozwój
Stać mnie na więcej niż ocenianie freestyle

won't call women
I Insta post woke quotes ensuring the data hittem
As my toes soak in performative activism
Haunted by the ghost of my unused vacuum 
Rap

usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.

We over these nine to fives
We over just scrapping by
Tired of living at tha bottom
It's time to get to this music
Dreaming of swimming infinites

lay
In a sidin' through the day
Where the heat would make
Your bloomin' eyebrows crawl
We shouted, "Harry by"
Till our throats were bricky-dry
Then

Yo, jest tak (chcę być bliżej) Ten Typ Mes
(By być bliżej) skumaj składankę
O$ki człowieku (bliżej, być bliżej)
Młoda, czujesz? Jest tu razem ze mną

grind up, nigga

I got a Ruger with a 30, a Glock with a 50
That's eighty shots, hit fifty blocks with the 50
Hit three blocks, with the Ruger blewing

sir
Critics went beszerk they ain't even heard my best work
See I broke into the mind by
Quietly goin by their eardrum walls and hotwired they skulls

ten Imma fifty
I'm talking to me and the listener
'yaaa I hope you get me
Go an show me a 'titty
I know got two or even fifty 
Yeah
(What's in me)
I

name, and you gon' be another
Bitch, I'm out that North where ain't no shame, he get stretched by his brother
Catch 'em out of bounds, we pluck 'em

Grzechotnik zawsze jest pełny, nigdy pusty
Dobra na raz polecę chyba
Nazwiemy to Freestyle Benzoludek, albo odwrotnie, okej?

Oh, oh, ej
Benzoludek

Like I'm fucking Willow
And I'm running through the city
Nah country in the meadows
So here I go again
And I'm haunted by the sin
And I'm chasing all

Uh, let me tell y'all something real quick
You hear that shit
Yeah, that's what we gon' do, man
It's that freestyle shit, come on
They all know that

no text
Forget about late-late, night-night calls
No gym, no flex
You ain't a dog, no bone, nо fetch

All the fifty shades of fake, you got them

Fifty-fifty United States from thirteen original colonies Shout em, scout em, tell all about
Em One by one, two, we've given a date to every
State in

Yeah
Broke within
I used to be broke and sin
A bad kid by the age of ten
Nowadays I don't pretend (shh)
Circle real tight, and I don't trust

Or kick drum can't hear shit
I'm gonna freestyle to nothing

I got more guns than Keanu from the Matrix
Full of lead and I got more whips
Than

This Is Me

Asheru

Soon Come...

2001

synergy.
[simultaneuous rhyming] It's above and beyond me, it's on me
I make it since it's so divine, more sublime
Surrounded by mendacity, but yo, that's

Spotlight

Gucci Mane

Spotlight

without ya girl
And the dance floor ain't nothin' without ya girl
You a show stopper, whoa
Lets get it poppin', whoa

Gucci
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she

Gunga Din

Jim Croce

The Faces I've Been

1975

troop train lay
In a sidin' through the day
Where the heat would make you bloomin' eyebrows crawl
We shouted, "Harry By"
Till our throats were