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that you been hurt, but you with me, you can relax now
Bae, no one can take your place, we goin' strong
I been cheated, I been hurt, just go hear on do

scared you can always hold my hand 
Or grab a bottle of scotch, or a bottle of wine 

So close your eyes now 
I'm lighting the candles 
We're going to see

me it's taught in school cause it ain't son
Ratio of white to black history ninety-nine to one
Wanna white wash history so bad
So your ruling more

boomshalaca
Fry yo mans infront of you it look like benihanas
Smoked so many opps the blunt look like chimichangas
Me nd ju can turn the Stu into a mini sauna
I

needed a friend
No where at all and I'm saying 
You don't need me to hold that hand of yours 
Stand command the lords help if you need to
Look man I done

you’ll get hit
By me, not becausе it’s hot
Put your hand away to put your
Damn Spam in the fridge put it
Brew lots of green fluffy and muffy
And you wanna

borrowed
All I know that the love has left my soul and left me hollow
All I wanted to do was hold her hand and say I’m sorry
Last time we ever did speak

demons they hate me
They chase me, trying to rape me, break me
Shoot me in the back cause they're not man enough to face me
Lately
I feel like the world

WAP just want the fetty
If you ain't gon' top me I'll bring the midi
Don't need guap to see some titties
And we don't need you to feed the Bity
Raid

of these emotions
I didn't ask for no confessions
Shawty wants to fuck me
Put the rubber on no question
She put her nails into my back
And then she got

Your song is not gonna blow
I don't want me in that song
Unless you can pay me one hundred dollar

You treat her respectfully
She's going to treat

I’m big dog 

I don’t bark at pups 

I just get shit done 

Bubble butt 

Keep your hoe in line 

She just want a buck 

Money on my mind 

Thinking

completely dismantle you

All of the above is exactly what dismantled me
And I eat like a cannibal
Wait until I get my hands on you
Mike's gonna knock you out

company
Understand ain't like y'all
And I don't like y'all
I already know
What you want from me
Yeen tryna break bread
Just gotta hand out
I can't believe

of Chewbacca
Any nigga trying to test me know I’m licensed to proctor
A couple chicka blocka blocka keep your hands to yourself
And my philosophy of wealth is

sold
for 12 000 rupies in Paris.

And he put your ring on a cone.
He hit on it with a hammer.
I sipped my tea as I watched how
the gold little by little

'm talking like yo step pops
You baby boys don't make me have to put you in head locks
Father time taught me patience
You see the dreadlocks
But I want some

Bro, I don't think that the Lord wants you to be going through this man
You need to stick your hand out the fire bro
You need to get yourself out

Birds of a Feather

Paul Revere & Mark Lindsay

Rock N' Roll

2000

you and I must go our separate ways.
But birds of a feather will always be together.

Your folks didn't want me hanging 'round.
Said that I was bad

be

Or keep hating on me
The choice is yours ma n***a
I don't really give a f**k
It's all green over here, broccoli
I'm just chasing everything that

they give me time, I might finish on 'em

Got my future by the neck like a FICO, hoe

Yeah, this beat on fire

Got me in a bend

Flames on the green,

to keep me safe feel
Like you just want me dead ayo muscato
We gone count our damn dollars and pay
Your dad back for all the drama
Oh this world is so

The nation is divided, this has to stop
Black versus white, blue versus red
Young versus old, they want us all dead
Dead to the mind, death to us spiritually
I

I'll never get it
Give a motherfucker ya left arm they want to take your right one with it
Give a motherfucker everything your got
Next thing you know