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it to my face
Now i'm in the game
Twenty thousand dollars for a chase
Drive you so insane
Barbie doll on the road to fame
Found the flame got no time

tongue a reed
Human beings are instruments, nigga sing
My nina sing
While niggas dance
Nigga dance for your niggatry
We used to hang
Offa Vance was

thought of before him
With two hundred thousand men for the Rebel slaughter pen
And the blessed Union flag waving o'er him
But he met a fire like hell,

The same as popcorn I brought
You raised, blew up and p-p-popped

1,2, Freddy's coming for you
3,4, better lock- 

My count rounds out to a thousand, you're

snappy nappy
Dug out
That's thugged out
Let me see just what that tongues bout
Taxing for the profit
Ain't no way to stop it
Three O eight like a rocket

to sing
To run
For now, give me your hand
And slow dance with me to this one
You know how it go
Went shopping just the other day
Some people stopped me
Said

Repetition rhymin like the tape is choppin
I'm bar heavy, I be cinderblock'n
I guitar riff for a hunnid thousand tens and that's how I be Milli rockin
Add

Repetition rhymin like the tape is choppin

I'm bar heavy, I be cinderblock'n
I guitar riff for a hunnid thousand tens and that's how I be Milli rockin

Add

even know what to say
You seem to hide the truth
For nobody else but you
"C'mon be my baby" I said
Leave all the sadness behind
Sing Sweet Child O

You get a cock to my youngin
'
Whole bag of O's, we call them Funyuns
I be moving through these trees, real-life Paul Bunyan
I really got it by the P,

sing in streets... 
superhuman me ah sing ohh. superhuman me ah be.

thumps up for trees smokers tackling tough times
 A tyrants, ma tongue be tapping

THE WAR TESTAMENT OF CAYLEN-TOR
(ON THE NIGHT OF THE BLOODYING OF SWORDS):
O' grim gods of battle, empower us this night...
Anoint us with

Volcano V, pay for the stroke 'cause it ain't no free
She feelin' on me in the H.O.V. 
Big Pimpin, feelin' like HOV
Below my waist where the draco be
Bet

in the head
Must be careful how I play it (why?)
It get shiesty 'bout that bread (for real)
Fifty thousand up front end, when I get there pickup

baby no be small thing
You go wound somebody
I go by you property
Baby hold on to me now
Sit on top it
Blow my trumpet
Speak in tongues o
Sing like choir

Come Back Soon

Andrew Peterson

Light for the Lost Boy

2012

of the world
We beat our fists on the door
We cannot breathe in this sea that swirls
So we groan in this great darkness
For deliverance
Deliverance, O Lord

1 LORD, plead my case when I am charged
By foes maliciously;
And fight for me, when they attack
And vent their spite on me.
2 Take up your shield!

food for thoughts cuz by the time
I'm done with these beats you're gonna need Atkins
I could see your mouth watering
That's why I bought you a pack full

hair and sing so no one understands a word
And I'd wiggle and I'd waggle and all the kids would shriek
And very soon I'd make myself a thousand bucks

and motherfuck an opp
On road at the timmies for a chop
We did this on the low
Huge comeup out the O
Imma break it down she gon roll one up
My girl is a beauty

fruit
Unpacked some depth, sweet and sour
(Patches O' Houlihan)
Actually crafted something, made it slap too
Your attention is needed for advanced mode

where you goin' to?)
Came for the crown on the head of a G.O.A.T
(Exactly, nigga, roll that shit up then)
Half of an ounce in the pouch of my coat
I

on

I'm solid as the concrete we roll ivory dice on

Surrounded by real rights no putting mice on 

Just put my mic on 

cnd I'll get Us rich 

I need this

Old School

Cunninlynguists

Southernunderground

2003

Wonder could sing
Or Elvis was king, Hip Hop was on the scene

Nah meeeeen, go back like Hitchcocks' hairline
Taught Fred Estaire how to pop lock in my