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mother more
His laughter like a sonata
Composed by Charlie Parker
Made in May you make a
Monday like summertime in Sumatra
Kind of divine I can't define

go get a rope

Sell my music to junkies, my shit is too dope
And I even got rock on the album, no coke
She got beat cups, come suck on my straw
Similar

music when she calling me papi
One thing to remember this ain't just any heaven
God delivered me and this album, November 27th
Something like that
Love,

the track that comforts my vulnerability
Sold out, packed house in the shower
A perform just for me
With your gorgeous album cover blown up into a poster

switch for
Brody be like, how you hella rich, still moving bricks for
All about the money and the music and the bros
If we talking money and the music got

on the grind
And I'm taking my time
I mean, I know you want the album but the outcome gotta be divine
I'm S.H.A.D.O.W. Superior and еverybody know it
Plus I

Yeah
Check
Lets give it a shot
Uh
Yo
First of all I'm an artēst
I don't make money yeah no feast
Most def give it all yea go beast
Make music to feel

Story of Jonathon (Prologue to the Crimson Idol) [Bonus Track]

W.A.S.P.

The Crimson Idol

1992

the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring

confusin', I'm losin' my brain in this music
Who the fuck is stupid enough to produce a track by a rapper with no talent
Who has no room for improvement
It's

To those leading revolutions
Skitcha’s gunna’s music
Ammunition can be found in decisions made
Fired shots can hit targets from light-years away
Far from

stuck on repeat
My head's filled with music, it's constantly heating
I've never known silence, to be would to defeat
My purpose is perfect, my vision is

I got my flowers by twenty one
I got, I got, I got
'Cause I got nothing but sober In my baggage
It's now more easier to manage what used to damage

album coming, gotta put it out
You pillow talking, gotta cut it out
I'm running shit, better check it out like
Hit that groove on the beat (Uh)
Haters go

When My Team Comes Through ft. MiAH (Prod. by Jacques Toni) lyrics -- From “My College Life Part 1: Lesson Learned” Album
MICHAEL DARIUS

eat the terre
I’ll put the marked fist up to their bald heads 
Wear the blood stains 
Like a fashion statement 

I’ll be back in a minute
I promise

talking about consistent with whatever ex reminds me of what I'm facing
I just keep on trying to find the way but I keep getting shot down by the fate I

a blindfold them niggas call me intrepid
I focus on assists the last part of the game my points too high to beat
This might be the intro to the album that I

meet
Meat at
This is nonchalant you getting tipped by your bloods like we cripping at your restaurant
Boy this is music the heart of it is pain
So many

the coldest
Steadily talking the boldest when I drop this album they all gonna think I'm the oldest
Funny thing is that I really just turned to a 20 my bank

the gasoline to the fire to be honest with you
If you're not, getting hated on, then you ain't doing shit right
You need people talking about you
You need people

hit by one my lines, could give a fuck about it
Niggas always quick to mash those keys, go write a book about it
I just pop my shit, in real life they

hide and seek, making sounds

I don’t think that anybody hears me

Cuz they ignore me when I’m talking bout

My life and my music and everything that I

I'm not afraid of the pain but inspired by the struggle
I live for better days remember to stay humble
I stay shaper than a lion a lion in the jungle

myself
Can't express how I feel so this music gone help
Like my big bro using me talking to him ain't the same
Just pray that he get better but I know that