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Wanna Stack my paper thicker than thanksgiving platters
If I ever fall for MAGA
Make every bone shatter
I ain’t scared of the triple six
I’m atomic carbon

the merengue, give me Bachata
I done cooked up some beans and rice nigga De
Nada, hard work pays of just looking for pay day
Jamar James in the house check my

the clover gives my soul a place to lay
I'm not broken I'm just
Waiting for the day that I can fall asleep
In suits that I could never afford
And every dance

tense 
Man he slick but to these chicks he’s a magnet
Still rub it off like an accent, passing

By is a train I jumped it who all aboard,
Workaholic feel

of Spanish coffee
Drifting from the local pincho bars
I say Hola as locals walk by me
As I tune the strings on my guitar
And ahead is many miles of walking

clam up. No, I want her to feel natural. That's why this is the premise. Every time I go home during Christmas, we usually watch a movie together. That's

I will ride into the sun like Jesse James
All along the dusty trail
living every day in vein
People talk about the choices that I’ve made
but they

I'm e-classic
(This is a Tay James exclusive)
Fly so classic, pocket full of plastic
Getting active with a actress
Who loves shagging
Magnums, baggage,

James wig. 

There he is clear as day in my memory 
Laying on the grass in the breeze
High on acid, telling me jokes
Under the poplar trees
I remember it

name, is on the mouths of Your saints, O my Lord Jesus Christ, my good Savior.
From morning to evening every day, I will praise Your holy name, O my Lord

of the staring eyes you're surrounded by
That witness the magic between you this very night
Right here & now, no wrong no doubts
That what you hear is therapy

that's the 12 year old boy who was shot and killed by Cleveland police officer
Get inside
Get in your house now, let's go
Light them up
No Violence
No fear

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

I was rocking the house
I?m a hustler, baby, coming up
I hustle every day and I don?t sell drugs
I don?t run no gangs, don?t shoot no dice
Gave

and a Caucasian
Like my brothers situation which is healthy no frustrations
As I age I turn the page
Another day means room for change
Every line I'm hitting

bread
Then you gon' see who disappear
I thought they told you that real niggas never die
This is for my day ones
Long Live my nigga B
R.I.P. my nigga A1
I

And then every other thing is added unto you
Listen, you can't run life bro
You can't run life without God, you get lost
So all these things you're looking

off

With Thanksgiving, He'll lead you on
Just be thankful, in all you do

Don't worry about tomorrow
Just for you God has the best plan
When there is

about religion?)
(I believe in God, you believe in God?)
(Yes I do)
(Pray every day, pray every day, I try to) 
(Turn that shit up)

I don't run

Jordynne Grace, she push record weight
That's the type of shit you'll never say
Best day of your life? That's my every day
Wish y'all would make some new

on Thanksgiving we distracted by who's winning it's a rigged game
Shorty fine plus da wig giving Bitch slay
How about I get ya nails done dats a trick play 


Now

the waveforms
Man, I got something to save for
I'd really like to pay it forward

And by that, I mean don't break for it
Don't go and ruin every day for it
It

somehow she workin
Every time I hear that shit it leavin' me worried 
It's a played out song, keep repeating myself yeah
All day long in my personal hell

In my bad I got this shit poppin' 
New residual 

James Wade verse:
Dem Lights is On - as soon as I show up
Reload - and Dats when da smoke comes

This is for them people going through them hard times
It's a hard life stay up on a hard grind
Every day's another day for us to make a change
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