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work)
Got moves like MJ back in the day
And he represent the dy-dy-dynasty
We call him Boy Wonder for the mirra laws??
Hit a note like a ball that Barry

resing
KD in my blunt mixed with pure resin
I am not guilty, it was alleged
I'ma sing to this girl like John Legend
Gave perks all of me, I'm not John

on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but

dear ma, I'm tryna kill something
You know I do this on the regular, I'm telling ya
I smoke loud though, I don't smoke no regular
Dear John letter

screen
DSL ha lips she keep on sucking she need lip screen 
Lego my chips I keep stacking this money 
My brother keep repping these letters like phonics
We

have no plans for the league, thus I'm willing to follow me or fumble me
I don't need you in my kingdom

You say you're a brother lion, only doing big

want kids but I hope that I never become her
Taking the shit day by day
Workin hard barely get paid
If your here just to delay
Get the fuck out of my way

you still kinda pretty
We can pop out everyday, yeah we gettin litty
I wrote you a love letter, turned it to a love song
I just hope that all my efforts

brother rich, that nigga died 'fore I got home

I got the aura of a boss, ask niggas, they know my body
I'm on MSNBC talking politics with Ari
Ate

bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in

WARRIOR
WRITTEN BY:  LARRY KING, JOIE SCOTT

KEYSSTRINGS	JOHN BLASUCCI
PIANO		LARRY KING
GUITARS	CHRIS SIEBOLD
GUITARS	MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS		KHARI

hangs
On your brothers bedroom wall
And I know that you know my name
But I'm afraid I don't know yours
(Sheer brute force!)

I've got vision, my kicks are

Taylor Swift and Post Malone (fortnight)
Even by myself, got myself, I'm not alone (uh)
Yeah Y'all niggas sorry, scary, steady blowing up my phone
"No

Chase The Money

E-40

Chase the Money

love crazy
Carti Lens, rubber bands, everything crazy (crazy)
I done took a loss so I book it, bad sauce (sauce)
Judgin' by my plans, I can't keep

Blood in My Veins

Defeater

Letters Home

in my thoughts
With the sun in my eyes
Kept my head hanging low
Kept my gun by my side
My brother's name in my head
And the tears from my eyes

harbour's at the ferry
John Brown things, they hang him in the rain
Babylon use they brain, cotton or cocaine
A rose by any other name
007 what I tell you

The Maker

Dave Matthews Band

Live in Chicago 12-19-98 at the United Center

2001

could not see for the fog in my eyes
I could not feel for the fear in my life

From across the great divide, In the distance I saw a light
Of John

cold, you can't sweat her
Queen to a king, Coretta
She make me wanna say that word that's spelled with four letters
I-like the way you are
Your smile

I'm writing, a letter i'm writing
Writing a letter to my loved ones

Dear Dinkie, more it what happened everytime
I think about you
It's like

many plans for trenches
wey turn bogus
yet man focus
let by gones be by gones
carrry my cross
coulda win with us
now you watch us
brothers in arms

I think I'll skip on your letter
I've wasted so much time on your world
And now you'll waste yours on mine, yeah
It feels so good to have help by my

Mr. Skeng

Stormzy

Gang Signs & Prayer

2017

yours?
Brother, I'm good, I stay with the Lord
Bible carrier, that's my sword
Matthew 12 so I don't talk
John 19's why I never got caught

Call me

I got kicked out for conduct
Jail by fifteen
Who'd you think writ me?
First letter from Mum, second from Sonya
"Dear Justin, I ain't gonna judge

the gillotine
Yesterday Aljazair, tomorrow Philistine
My love letter to the past
This is my love letter to the future
This is my love letter from the heart
'cause