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Forever

Freddie Fox

Freddie Fox

break the scene, you know?
Do it my way, comin' cool

You're listenin' while my baritone's flowin'
Smilin' at Freddie Foxxx, girl, because you're knowin'

know you want the real had enough fast food
Baby tell me somethin’ good i don’t want bad news
And let my fruit by the foot give ya tongue tattoos (ooh)

baddest beats
And bashed up a lotta MC's to find my seat

So cover your chest, protect your head
If a rhyme catches your mind sleep, you fall dead
I kick it

shit in the first take
Wasted time, my mistake
Ain't mean to, just by mistake
But I know that time heals
Winning games like I'm Bradley Beal
My young

chilling in the sky
You know I keep my energy and I protect it
Mama said careful with these girls and I’m selective
I value body mind and soul that’s all

paying the piper seduced by the sound

With  an uno dos tres I see many green days coming
Strolling on through without relay running
These labels keep you

a candy-ass bitch, but my flow sweeter
Don't leave ya girl here cause I
Just might go and keep her
DCR the clique and bitch we runnin shit
She open up her mouth

that one's a lie
And I know it
Got me believing lies, you sold it girl, good job
Grandma steady been praying for a nigga but I don't talk to god
I don't

On your feet dead shoes

Check your self
Wipe that spit off your sleeve
Tie your lace
Or you'll end on your knees
Wash your face
Till that acne is clean

broken dreams
Thinking they're like me
We are not the same
Don't touch me
Keep your dirty hands off of my soul
Yeah You know where I got that quote
Two

yesterday.
I could’t keep my stetson on upstairs.
You just kept taking it away.
I know you ain’t playin with my head.
Cause if you is I might be better off

Teepee on a Highway Blues

Sole

Selling Live Water

A good portion of devotion on sale 
To the stale-skinned, rummage-happy everyday troop. 
Got my bells on: it keeps my ears ringing and peers

I can always tell where your positioned by the way that you shoot
If you put a target on my back your ass will get cut loose
If sexuality was

life, Stacy on The Wood
Jays know me by my first and last name
Ain't been packed out of hold, my face car good
Pull whenever wherever like Kirk from

was given
I do this for Him every time so Imma kill it
Beat go off so you know I'm in the building
Put ya hands in the air if you feelin the music
Move

Freak These Tales

Murs

Murs 3:16: The 9th Edition

2004

went with the flow, it went better than I planned
Finally found something better than cummin' in my hand
They say you come twice the first time, now I

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I keep it low-key, don't nobody know
Tapped in with the streets, could never go broke
If I ever get close, my brother gon' throw
Me a lil'

off that porch I was a jit my heart still frozen now
Takes a little longer than you think to turn yo shit around
Packed my shit and dipped my city home

on the highways stinkin dead.

And you're always there for me
My wife's a headbanger into real fast music like me
Always there for me
She's always turning off Jon

improvements to make girl you perfect
Last minute dick appointment shit was urgent
She don’t leave disappointed go and work it
Funny how some good pipe can turn

you ask me, I don't just run and dive
I like to soak it in by feet, trust me if you wanna try
Then we can go and see how deep it take to touch

and a crooked fork
Transformed like megatron with a fire arm and a iron palm
Set it off like atomic bomb
Face covered in the dessert storm
Bloody hands

a tauntaun hide
The kind that'll keep you warm on Hoth at night

Get on my side in a Chewbacca fight
If you wanna keep your arm sockets tight
Han, what's wrong

brighter days
I need a sunset
Some people you wish you grew up with
Good thing we're young
I told time to fuck off, and leave me alone
But if it's gonna