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of the slain goat feather
Ticket in late row
Double Jack drink, six minutes to gate close
Excuse me, Doug E fresh, I'm lost
Part bad rabble the raffles the rest

on the run
Then he made it across the border fell in love with my mum
She was fresh from Ireland, 17 so young
I was conceived in Barking and Dagenham, you

violence
And I’m on licence, do it in silence (Shh)
Food in the Pyrex, doing up science
Hittin' them clients, dodgin’ them sirens
(Gang) name holds weight,

(KCG, boy, you killin' 'em)

I hate when them blue hundred
Fresh out the bank
Goin' through some real shit
Got me lookin' for drank
My lil' nigga

calm raising the stakes
The soup's on, make you a plate
Food for your thoughts
So think before you maneuver your forks
(Damn) you got niggas rich

(Wrong album)
I'm a monk, still chip a bitch (Call Alvin)
Hella fresh how I'm drippin' it
(Sauce fountain)
My peak I ain't hit the shit (Tall mountain)

niggas all fraud for a fact
It's not allegedly
Food on my fork, like the best chef recipe
Your bars cool but you lack
Fly fresh nigga energy
Anytime I'm

of the food chain
I'm in trouble you know
There's no road patrol start fresh
New brain sick bay
Grass stain here to eat your lunch boy
And wait for the 3

that nigga had no chill
I mache guet cash, niemert zahlt mini bills
Ja i bi so fresh wiene Prinz Nigga Will
Hed e Nigga money wend all die Hoes milk

pictures
So we on that nigga ass too
We come fast like fast food, your homie dead
That's bad news sweep his ass, we keep a
Broom, sweep the block, Let's make

know my MO, designer's stiletto's
Fuck her like I'm fresh home
I don't rock Kenzo

Mmm, they say more money, more problems
(Problems)
But, at least it's

ponderers
Clark Wallabees
Baby food motherfuckers cryin'
Like they colicy
The heron formula evolved under the Isosceles
Mafuckers gonna bring the drama,

selling drops
I be back up on that old shit
Masks and gloves on like
I'm tryna dodge COVID
I'm making coats fresh like aerobics
Over the stove with

food at you got looters tell me who that
Cos they want your breakfast
They want your lunch
They want your pictures
They want to munch
If you speaking

WHAT YOU WILL (d’après Shakespeare)
 
If music be the food of love/Play on !/Give me excess of it/The appetite may sicken and so die/That strain

let me blow her back in
Knew it would happen, I'm fresh from Hatton (garden)
If I throw her that bag, bitch catch it
Said she wants CC's matchin'

I know ya, like it here
The hard thing's, returning

Look's like it's gonna be a great day today
To get some fresh air like a
Stray on a straight

(Nathaniel London)

Yeah, middle of the summer, takin' selfies by the pool
Fresh up out the Chanel store, she feelin' brand new
I'ma fuck you

Now I sit inside my castle, inspecting the deck
I got a sun deck, a pool deck, a food deck, who?
That you, yeah? That little kid you bullied at school

stomp him out
'Cause that's an easy way to get you bust down
Touchdown, try to block my food, oh, you lunch now
At a function in the hood gettin' drunk

first day I'm off-license
Came fresh home first thing I done, diamonds
All about timin', wrist so blindin'
Cuz she's all Boo'd up, man she got haters

and
The air thickens
Gasping for the eloquence of your presence 
Young black queen 
I could be your fresh prince 
In a city so rich 
I ain't been the same

Jamma Beats
Fresh Money Baby
Yo, Dublin, big up yourself, you dun know
Obviously, trust it
Crud!
Maud!

Man back your mash and bop with

On It

Nines

Diamond in the Dirt

2018

graft tryna find food
Cah manna keep it wavy on entrance
Still out here I ain't scared to do a long stretch
Still got weight on my chest like I bench