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aye
Wake up grab a dozen then I empty these aye
Clear to see I lead the team huh
Aye you could call me Master Chief

You could never bring me down
'Less

on your block and go empty the pole
In the end I bet you fuck niggas want that too, wanna see a brother eat until he surpass you

After that motherfuckers

and insecurities I've been neglecting
This empty ass house was my only possession
I can't force this baby, this ain't natural selection
Now I'm the only one inside

fucking gates 
She said I'm said I'm sinister - Ill find a way
To get what I want - baby girl I do not play
Empty the clip on your face
I fight my demons

an optical illusion
Flaming devil, pure angel side by side it's too confusing
Can't stop throwing cash 'cause the dancers too amusing
And the pleasures of this

stand?
If you left one time you not allowed in my life
If you left with me, you can come to me
I was empty hearted, broken hearted, and you fucked with me

and now I'm on that top shit, hot shit
Yeh
Fuck around on that breaking neck shit bitch
Same heart, cause you know a nigga heartless
I empty it out just

myself (Boss!)
Filthy rich and you can tell, by how I smell
I be like Fa Fa Ladies be like Sabawel
And then it's Aah aah later back at the hotel
I'm fresh

when our song came on instead
I was let down by my own aux
Went outside to my car
Cleaned all your stuff from my glovebox yeah
(There's so much in here)

My girl left me I don't give a shit
That's a lie I want to die for all the love that I couldn't give
If you don't get it by now I doubt you ever will

never be alone
When i shoot my shot it be looking like al capone
Cuz i can get her to be mine by her jus smelling my cologne
She callin me daddy and i'm

heat shining on my face 
Its a joy being blinding by the rays 
Still I gotta go dig in my case 
Pull the rays out now I'm on my way 
Like tires

New York Soul, Pt. 2

Jon Bellion

The Human Condition

2016

fuck boy chat
Don't be so impressed by all that fuck boy rap
This money gon' leave you empty if you just want that
See, my joy lies in the son and you

Empty bottles of the Rose, I caught that awkward silence
Now you slap me when we argue, that's your kind of violence
Walk around with broken hearts,

know what you really want
I send my youngin through your block he gon spit a drum
Or I can come by myself and I'ma get it done 
AR-15 got a beam on it,

headin' where he reside
I seen it with my own two eyes
His demise
He left me to be the vessel
To keep him here and alive, so
Empty plates and emptier

can get wicked
I was just sleeping ona bunk
300 sum days off a conviction
I couldn't even afford to bond out
And I fought it with ah PD
By the grace

by her actions and her speech

I just knows she stays around

Cuz of the things that she receive

I'm the fool to sit in love

Even the fool know i'm

See me out in public
By myself, never ten deep
I can't wait to pull up on them haters in that Bentley
Real nigga, keep that shit one hunnid never fifty

All my life all my life (ay)
Yeah A fractured mind broken by hectic haters ( Haters)
I'm Swallowing the words of this skeptic doubters (doubters)
Robbin

plata
I was playing madden bullets flying thru my casa
Bitch don't tempt me
Tank on empty
If life is a game
I'm 456
Eating noodles with sticks
I'm trynna

gialli a verdi
Questa muove il b***y vuole che ci entri
Senza regole ke lo ke che lo prendi, bevo un po' di Hendrick's perchè sono empty
Lei fa tutto con

Home for a Rest

The Mudmen

Overrated

2007

jigged and reeled

[Chorus]

By the light of the moon she'd drift through the streets
A rare old perfume so seductive and sweet
She teased us

I'm smoking
Two fifteen's in the trunk and im rolling
Hey
Burn rubber at the light
But you gotta do it right
Blowing smoke by the night
Got my mind