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freedom
My guns
Country
What inspired this
Eh
Been cleaning my guns
Stacking ammo up
That's a must
Got to protect my love
My neighbors
My family
And fellow

and a tie
With a deadline at nine
And a bad mood
Or a janitor cleaning
Who can't wait to be leaving
To see her son again
Don't you worry about them
'Cause

reel the line in, I'll be patient
Time is the healer so my life is the patient
Working my self, yeah, going back to basics
It's nice out but I'm cleaning

Everyone needs me

Wash the road with cleansing showers
Water for the grass and flowers
Water tank ready

OK OK

Cleaning the streets
Till the job’s complete

back
back to sleeping beauty taking naps
Cinderella still be cleaning with her birds and rats
love was better when didn’t have to use these apps
use

out a honey bun and chips
I be booling with the slimes nickelodeon
I'm cleaning up all in saks fifth like the custodian
Travis Scott did the 1s they

I write these
March to beat like Pisces
Cleaning my mess
From a life of certain death
Reliving the past
All the nights I could have
Taking inventory

cleaning up this the renovation I been hella patient now let's get to work

anguish
Ya energy dangerous
Committing a crime
So viscous and heinous
Going insane just
Finish me now
Cleaning the pipe
Leaving steel stainless
Giving you

cleaning the kitchen
It ain't P when a bitch take me home what's the difference
I know I made it when I got my own type beat
Mike Amiri with some Vlone yeah

you are man I'm cleaning this poetry
That you bestow to me
Luck is the star of yo show and it's blowing me
Showing me that you can acquire the folks

the mudd I got drugged fuck cleaning
It get lonely when you grinding perfect timing I'm done grieving
I believe in me they show love from outside Change

spirits will stay among us until your bones
Will turn to dust

The living dead out for a day
Disinterred from the tombs
Cleaning the bones
Turning the dead

it'd the show
Then it'd be the life

How to tell your creature
That you hate it more than mundane
More than Mondays, more than cleaning
More than

Takes his lunch at noon
Eats with a greasy spoon
There's no time for cleaning up
When the nation waits on you
The day's running long
His hands begin

hit her now
Satin sheets need deep cleaning
She just want to see me
She just wants some semen
Ima give her both
Bust right up on her cleavage
She gone

eat debris
Pussy kat nigga Cleaning off ya discography
So I can spread my virus I got ya fans sickly
Went thru the 80's putting out low quality
I'm

almosts
Should've, Could've, Would've, fuck a brother who want to coast
Leave a ruckus I ain't cleaning, I got the globe to take on
Phony fuckers in my

see

A piece might already be missing
She made a nice job cleaning

I let my feelings out for the last time
Didn't know it could hurt so badly

How can

cleaning up like a mop
How much money do I have the answer is a lot
And all these broke ass bitches ain't worthy
That's why I got me some sweet candy you

pieced wit shit
They gon be sick when I'm freezing
Bro did a sweep wit sticks he cleaning shit
Betta not talk when I'm speaking
Ion even fw libs you

the lava for more than a while (Uh)
Money sign Money sign Money sign, I'm cleaning the ile (Yuh)
The, system denial (Uh)
The, Money just piles up
I'm,

was a fiend 
A bunch of other 
But i'm cleaning out my closet
Picket signs and skeletons 
Clean

How does it feel when you let it go
You move your body

I stay concealed, cos aint nobody keep it real
Tryna please the way I feel, so they hit me with a spiel, tuh
My wounds healed, and I'm cleaning up