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to the medal, 
If by “the metal” what you mean is your testicles,
Gentlemen vegetables, kickin' professional, 
My feet are fresh and gettin' ready to wreck some

want you in every way
Sometimes I wonder if I am not just
A falling leaf in August
I'm almost ready
To let go of everything
Then you find your way into

you're ready, then we'll
Been a long night, it's about to get longer
Got a lot of stress, so, tell me what can you offer
Got a lot of thoughts I've yet

we're alright
And not a waste of time
We're never gonna survive
By simply laying around

Don't wanna lay around
Can we just go into town?
Just leave

that he stranded
ChillyRob and the Wyshmaster, I'm back at it again, it's gonna be a disaster
The people gonna riot, not ready for this diet
ChillyRob,

to count pon me
Dope flow like I keep a couple ounce pon me
Run the league till them run fatigue
Ready or not, jump pon any rhythm
Like a game of hopscotch

Baby are you ready
You Love it when I'm in it
I can see your faces you ain't gotta say shit
You gone be in love by the morning
I can leave you high like

soaring through the night
Always say goodbye, when I'm ready go
Never leave you hanging, you're beautiful
And I wanna come back soon, sooner than you know

by ready, better be ready
Better be ready, better be ready
There's nothing in my mind
Nothing in my mind, switch it up real quick
Not living in time,

my veins
Won't be held by these chains
Ready to go up in flames
I'll  bounce back make no mistake

The point of no return
You feel it start to burn

Ain't looking for a lover
Ain't looking for another one like you
Am I ready for that time
Where I'm supposed to try can I
See this through

So Lost

Okay I’m ready fa the war I’m wit the soldiers
And my Brodie wit the rocket fully loaded op we just might blow
Yup the real gonna prevail
So I’ll

done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad

at the hollow's we be selling bags
Try to sell me I got 200 on the dash
You ready to tell I can see it in your eyes
You think it's a game come on nigga roll

ready for whatever tonight
(Tonight) Not gonna jump the gun
I'll keep my feelings tight for you
(Tonight) I'll take this heart of mine
And let my love

Fucking comeback
My niggas they all on go, they stay Ready for combat
Said I cannot love no more, It wasn't Even all that
Shawty look so heavenly but I

It’s CdaDon
It’s CdaDon
P. Phileston and CdaDon
Yea
Oh yea yea yea yea
Kella
Fella
Yea
Uh
Thought I wanted you as my wife
I ain’t ready for this life

go
Ready set go I'm turning the wheel
Ain't on no fake shit I keep it real
Always getting shit off telling how I feel
Do this by myself don't need

smoke
This for my dogs who stood by when I was broke
And everyone who had me penciled in as a fucking joke

I came out on some weak shit
Didn't get

it leakin
On it like microphones jump in it and have you singin

Ready to make you holla
She grabbing me by my collar
Nigga gon make u feel it she say

and by God it's gorgeous,
 they ain't ready for us,
 I got my thumb on the start button readying up,
I'm petty as fuck,
 they don't know what I'm on I'm

I say a prayer every night
Whatever I do, I'll get it right
With no regret, no guilt or shame this time (no not this time)
Once I surrender, I won't

ready
It felt like hours, my trembling body, my perfect match, taken by somebody
Right in this street we had to meet
Was it accident or was it destiny?

Ooh

You were calling on my phone, telling me come home
You weren't really ready to be alone
I was checking on my noti's, checking on my brodie's