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by accident
And then now we act cool
Fuck that shit happen too
Tf is going on
Nobody gets betrayal no more
I don't get it
It's wrong
It's unacceptable

French)
Got them hoes double-taking
Usually don't brag because it's nothing
But I gotta show my ass at least one time
Maybe two, three times
Just so they

cry farewell

You can call on me
So break the chain to your destiny
As you flee into tomorrow from today

Your heart may break
As you come round

started slowly in my 40’s 
By that time I had 3 shorties
Would've been 10 but she decided
We couldn't afford how I got excited

So she got fixed, and I got

don't feel u 
I aint sentimental 
Making more then they could ever wish to 
Off these instrumentals

Flow just like a pistol 
Trigger finger know a opp

mentally mellow
Honestly, I can't be asked
I can't be destined for anything not еternal
Been singin' with every chancе for
Every jot in the journal
By

End
I've sent u Descending to this deserted place
I murdered hate
Instrumental bumping like the road I skate
Come over later
and I'll give you my

inside his head and rap good when instrumentals playing on some band shit
Pop up on your thread and TL with some of the illest sayings uh
I said it uh

I want to fall into you but I know you're not ready
And I'm afraid you'll never be you're only fascinated by the idea of me
Of what could be or what

impossible to
Care about a Twitter ratio
It’s plenty fish I like to
Fish and bait a hoe
My hook so good, I take the shit to radio
She gets sashimi if she want

a fuck about your foreign
You could've saved that money by exploring
Not the world, I mean your inner self
Spent too much time chasing the wealth and lost

yea
I'm proud of you yea
I'm proud of you yea!

(Sick Instrumental Outro by Zhao)

When I go to the club
It's VIP
It's my time
It's my AP
I've got expensive taste
So I stack that cash
On a treasure hunt
I don't need compass
Oh my God
I

actin' like they chill like my neck
But these "snowmen" swag some dumb shit like the crew-sweater-neck
Chinks could be blinded by the floss so specs is

quarterback and all the rest receivers
I’m Takin over shit for real it’s called a search and seize it
Jason Kid wit instrumentals any track I beat it
Im comin

instrumental rap beat I made it
I also write my own shit, did I mention it, maybe
I-I m believing in my craft and I follow my vision
God gave it to me so I don't

Welcome Mr. Instrumental, I'll be taking you to your burial
Yah! Yah! Yah!
I need to build a cemetery for the beats I'm killing
Build A home for

My ancestors mated with wolves
So I'm confused
Rip my skin off at full moon
To reveal a recluse
The truth is
I get burnt by the sun
I'm scared

NYC Street Corner Battle

Ultra

Big Time

1996

Bitin, never writin, that's not excitin
I'm invitin, all y'all suckers who like fightin
So come on, BRING IT ON, bring your weapon
No it's not rainin but

Shit, it turns out
She dikes
But I won't complain
Cuz babygirl, swallow the same
She took the modeling lane
So none of her hobbies would change
She

the shits
Bet you never met nobody like this
Original pitiful how y'all tryna be me 
Though flow flip at the drop of a Dime moi Tesser 
And the instrumental

Believe in Change

[beginning instrumental]

[Verse 1]
People come into our lives, there's a reason why,
Some teach us lessons, others pass us by

Muskulöse Übernahme

MaJoe

Breiter als der Türsteher

2014

aus dem neonfarbenen
Lamborghini, mit der Anmut eines Leoparden
Meine Lines gehen unter die Haut, so wie Heronadeln
Ich lass Playboy-Hasen für 'ne

that I’ve been murdering instrumentals is criminal
The place I’m in is pivotal
Life is a race, I’m in it though
You can keep the bronze, I promise you