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schreib euch Raps
4D machen euch Beats
Bullen euch Beine, Writer ein Peace
Das sagt "Fuck the Police"
Warum sag ich das in fast jedem Absatz
Den ich

gotta get rid of em, memories I think on the regular
Energy, I'm feeling so elegant
Diamond dreams they sponsored by Elliot
Give and receive, I will

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no

My Crib (Album Version)
Written By Orlane Fernandes
Performed by Staalin
Chorus
My niggas doing it big/ you know what they holding,
Rolling that piff

dragon on a stretch pearl rug
No time to snooze, no time to lose
Bad yellow bitch by my feet changing my shoes
And my shoelaces, Burberry braces
Cut off

brush the weight of the
World off my shoulders
Been bruised and battered by those
Supposed to reach out
I'll say "fuck to police" till they
Beat my

this Honda
Keep your head down I'm about to bust and I think the police riding right behind us
So I'm driving slow no tint right now cuz I'm riding dirty

ah bring dat shit down like the police knockin at ya door
Always kept it 96 wit the 4
You don't wanna see lil ice with the Chrome
I know some niggas

a backbone
Little by little I'm only buying black owned
I'm talking about the motherland
Got another plan
We gon do the running man
Take our people back home

isolation (Aaah)
Only view is out of the window I call it eyesolation
But I'm working on a new album and its gonna be a sensation (On top)
These days you get

the pop, or the crackle sound
Just know that it's not an album skip
Now I really wonder if I gotta die
Tellin' police see you on the other side
Throw out C4

I'm not what you call a regular competitor
Lyrics so hot it's like I put them in a kettle you're
Baffled by verbs, the conditions and terms
Examine

of injustice 
That we spent centuries managing 
We spent centuries damaging 
While learning distrust for our own people 
Mamed by police but claimed to be

to Trenton
Gold in my music I'm hated by dentists
If I start up you then know imma finish
On a high horse and it's testing my limits
I'm making records

And I spit from the soul, the only way you're gonna feel it
Memories of me getting beat by my dad as a youth
This album represents me, nothing but

body started shaking surrounded by brothers
Do me a favor tell my mom that I really really love her
Protect my sister for me and if anyone touch her
You

of the casket of those that were killed by cops
I am the balance of the universe
I'm aware there is police brutality and then there is also racism
Let's bring it

Moon walk
Cash talk

Jesus walk on water ima walk on wine
And if you fucking with my circle we gone blow your mind
We was raised by the wolves ima

album and it's gonna be great!"
And I'm
Taking all of the love and all the advice
And I am making music whatever the sacrifice
But never faking, 'cause I

I been tryna figure out how to finish this album
Mad nostalgic, tryna find my inner magic
Thinking about the days where her hair blew out my window

everything I give
That's why my album came out poppin fucking album of the year

My circle small but all my homies know I die forem
Girl know imma ride forem

After the funeral cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My mama look at me

case
The last girl I gave my heart to
I won’t say her name
This albums dedicated to the lovers
Cuz when the world is on fire
They carry all of our

and concentrate on my life
My right side is kinda vile, tryna mess with my mind
He goes by the name of Moon Shine, he comes out at night
He says, there ain't no