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chemistry
But all their lyrics are basic just like washing detergent

There are two different sides in my brain, one is an oven with flames that are lethal

will haunt ya
Kill lyrics, the taunts to make my music proper
Mumble rap? listen to what I conjure
Part of, the evil seed mixed with ganja
I'm a monster,

and I'm poppin' to the top
For my next piece I'm seeking ta be choppin' it hot
I'm straight savage as fuck when that bass bumps
I was saved magically by

Niccas say they are the realest
Then i listen to the lyrics and I got a different feeling
Niccas say they want the millions
Then I see em grind

of you bitches, gimme a laugh
7th beat tape, ooh that's bad
Make some lyrics so ur shit ain't that trash
Hype my shit up, gimme a pass
All of these

Dr Mr...
I’m messing wit ya
Since day 1
I’ve been listening
Wit my ears
I’ve been...
Dr Mr...
I could tell you every lyric
Lyric by lyric
Yo lyrics

between people by categorizing us
How the media is a good benefit for you when it draws your path of life
Under the mental occupation
What is the destiny

lyrics I swear by now that I’ve seen ‘em all
Now Biggie Smalls, Christopher Wallace, Tupac Shakur
You two will never be forgotten, the way that you rocked

since
Intense melodies, metaphors and felonies
Every lyric theoretically
Better than what you said it'd be
Set the beef in motion
Motivated by doubters

it 10 toes down walking in his shoes
Furnace flow, type of lyrics that can blow a fuckin fuse

Different views looking from the top
Gotta see

and in these hard times of trouble
Lyrics you will be far way from their side
and when they call the offender
Lyric there is a day which you deny

oh man

a prayer to your friends
Lyrics multiplied blessings will be sent till the end

we nuh go get caught ina dem net now
Lyric nuh go get caught ina dem trap wha

own hands
Own hearts own sense yau
Lyrics
With your own to hands you got to work
With your own to hands you got to fulfil your word
Lyric With your own

eternity my spirit's linked
To these lyrics that I create
For people to hear and think
And it never dissolves
Long after it is gone still the memory calls

was up at least, writing lyrics at 2, No, no)
They been watching my moves, No, no
But they don’t have a clue, No, no
Remember me and Reese we was up

Lyrics straight from my core
Writing for mainstream is fake 
And another chore
So I refrain from doing it
Everyday I'm improving it
I don't write for

Songtexte
confusion
I really don't know what to do now
confussion
Songtext still the chaos goes on I don't know where to run to oh no
Lyrics
solution

ass I'll tell you what I need
 If I'm gone write the rhymes then the lyrics gotta bleed
 Bitch nigga, it come from a place snitch nigga
 Yo words

and lyrics
Yes that's how I'm coming through
It's Kate's season, it's my season
I don't have an off season
No I don't have no off season
Flow so sick fans

of the jokes
In year 7, I was jumped by some blokes
Yeah, I had my fair share
And the teachers didn't care
They would watch and turn a blind eye
I thought might

For the game we fantastic but its only the two of us 
The court would never imprison me coz I'm already trapped by my bars 
I protect the rap game

to no end?
I made a couple friends here
I might never see again
Friends down south, and up by the border
One of these days I think
A road trip's in order

have advantages
Lyrics leave them bruised need to get your man a bandage
I wrote this on a cruise somewhere out in the Atlantic
Location it's like

[Hook]
Lately I been writing like there's something to prove,
Took a glance up from my lyrics and saw nothing to lose,
If I satisfy your loving for