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and backhand full force slaps
Horrendous story with grim details quite gorey
And that new album by Raury on the way to a graffiti filled quarry
Late for my
and backhand full force slaps
Horrendous story with grim details quite gorey
And that new album by Raury on the way to a graffiti filled quarry
Late for my
the lights of
A strange ocean liner sailing on a frozen sea
There is the North Pole
Is that enough? (laughter)
There’s a little child running
Around this
feeling strong enough or probably can roof niggas
Yeah, ya boy back in the booth nigga
I'm off the weed but I'm back on my juice nigga
I beat the case so
yelling album of the year as if they heard every album that dropped this year
Some niggas think they close, they're not as near
Rain drop, drop top, rest in
If the sound of my voice is a presence in your presence at the moment
I just want to say thank you
This project, not by any means is to become
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
And they won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's
Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck with
That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit
and later make a dub
An MC ate well, so that you can tell
I am not illiterate, no not even a little bit
Nothing like an idiot, get it?
You want the record,
off this booth
Like i'm just trying to start the
Uno
Because I'm so good at these games
That a child would play
But i'm not that young
I'm just stuck
them make me feel alive
Class of '23, I'm sure that most of you don't care enough to listen to me
But either way this album should serve as a memento
blinded by you and i couldn't see the truth
You manipulated seamlessly
Your smile really seemed harmlessly wicked
I tell all my friends that i'm over you
your piece of string
And it feels like theres no hope
Just throw me a rope
Throw me a rope
Guess what baby I've had enough
You're the one thats not good
how that stop
Me
C u t e e
Please girl don't
Seen me
My turn its my turn
Ha
You fix me up you assemble me
Beauty hit me like energy
No sleep no
Z z
Abc
picture me not
In this spot with this glock and these rocks to cops
I know every basehead from here to the wasteland
With keys, and connects me and Cease
roll by I got nothing on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I am looked up with two braids in my hair
All start with the kaki suit
I'm gonna
Skepta, Roll Deep, yeah
E16, n17, e3, sw9, e14, n13 we do this ting
Rules and regulations
I've been a scholar since ching chang walla
Real life, not
damit wheres the rock
I get inspired by boos and who you are
When they ask I laugh
Sign autograph
You used to cut my hair
Oh really my bad
Life moves
a mere mortal
Blessin beer bottles by the dozen with N.O.R.E. it's Brothers Thuggin
see why these people always got my back
I done said so much f- up sh-, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by accident
I had a purpose
I'm triggered by a teaser
Nana tlala ka di pitsa
E Kare o motuka o a fisa
Thinking bout you got my jeans up
My mind is filled with us together
I can not
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
Might dance, might not
Might spend enough
Cool as hell, but still pipin' hot
Soon as I find a spot
All my people gather 'round
The nigga with
respect My Pimpin'
Oh No, got a Qtie Right beside me
Standin' Tall dark and Understand
That that's my kind of man
Visions of What We could do eXciting my
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