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killed, on the blood-soaked plain of Muirthemne
Unbowed, undefeated, I will die on my feet
Later trained by Scáthach, a warrior lady from across the lochs

intention to ever go back, 
 how did you expect me to carry on like that? 
  
 -you were gettin’ away with murder- 
  
 verse1: 
 well, the sound how blood

The same sordid tales
Of many ladies fair

As drained glasses gathered
And tobacco ran dry
A sweet song resonated
Into the night

Zachariah Cavanaugh
Turned

Twilight but my lady wanted to see it
It was alright but by myself man I wouldn't peep it
Oh snap man I know this do not happen often
K-Rino made another

March N' Step

Paul Wall

The Peoples Champ

2005

a stop sign
Raised off of instinct with a mind like Einstein
I'm a certified hustler and a G
Trying to metamorphosize a hundred two a hundred three
I'm

Be Real

Gangsta Boo

Enquiring Minds

1998

baby, for some shit, I'm so sorry
To be tellin' you I see the signs of triggers & blood
That was bum-rushed by thugs, intoxicated with drugs
Not to be

sayin'?
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)

I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessy-holders and old-school niggas, then I be

assumption
Going the speed of light, leaving stardust 
And the one the ladies like more than starbucks
If you needing me to fight, I'mma post up
I'mma hit you

pupils already dilated
I hope you die lady
And get fucking violated
Fucking annihilated 
Like Columbine 
Kids solving problems and die
Maybe this fucking

constrict
your jeans must constrict
whats that by your cuff?
dear god, its your lip!
[verse 4]
Your ankles look pale!
Has the blood been cut off?
Let me spend

he too awkward, ion trust him  
Not accustomed to him ask for this much so something's up
He would usually get a gram or a 3.5 to roll up 
I know based

Ladies and gentlemen, I need you rocking with me right now

Turn Up one time, yeah this the last time
Last time you said that this last time
Do it

on a shelf in my heart
With my God
Thank the Lord I have my mom
I'll never lack a lady's love
Never knew what shady was
Til I was covered by the Son
Under

tumors in her eye
From having cancer three
Times and smoking a fuckin' pack a day
My mama was an idiot for having me
Because her life didn't have direction

Man I lost it, in my own head I am boxed in
I wish ida fought it, but that's lower than what the cost is
I wake up and I'm coughing blood up I'm

to explain this?
Feel reclused in my own body
Feeling trapped by my old ideas
The spew out shit on my new I.Ps
The VIP credentials got me feeling so special

former versions.
Mind, body and soul I nurture.
My day-ones, I never left you.
I'm an only-child but got a hundred nephews.
To my fam even not by blood.
ct

a pussy ass bitch go and masturbate
Matter fact, tell em they can put it on the internet
Real talk man that's where all the cheddar's at
Instagram ladies

and see it I be owning the crowd
And I'm confused by the mindset of thinking average
Ain't done nothing but conversating as if you have it
Be in nest hit my

sticky in your face like 3D
See me pop up in the cloud of smoke like a genie
See the drink on deck the janey on deck
Accompanied by a bunch of freaks might

Had a Dream

Lil' Boosie & Webbie

Ghetto Stories

2003

me stankin i know dis nigga will and he did
Caught me slippin by the farris will and let me have it right there my ole lady and my son right there
He

Saturday Night

Travis Barker

Give the Drummer Some

2011

you in disguise 
All rise I am getting by no lies I am getting high 
I am not worried about the next you can bet 
I will get mine my old lady got

it "Everybody Gets
Shot By Raymond!"

Somebody messed up the song
Now it just got racist
Black people been through enough (40 cases)
Why can't we all

to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah livin' the raw deal 
Three course meals spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in