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Came from hell feed off the pain Again
Came from hell feed off the pain Again
Came from hell feed off the pain Again
Came from hell feed off the pain

The Need
To Feed
The Block
The Pack
The Work
The Bag
The Guap
I'm back for revenge with my villains
We packing the van and we hopping out
Bang Bang Boom
Let

Freak, freak, freaky ho

All this cash, bitch, you know, I'm 'bout to blow it (blow it, blow it)
I'ma catch it when you throw it (throw it)
Spend a bag

And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me

Picked up my bag, went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side

the news, every day I am
I don't know, that's just the way I am

I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the shit

Took a break just to kill the game half-ass
Set some rat traps, went to take a cat nap
Woke up, threw the dead bodies in the trash bags
Act polite,

Can't Stop

Akon

Ace Hood Gutta

2008

chain,
Lil money wanna scam,
Bitch I'm outta your range.
Make way,
Feed me,
Gotta get this money.
Smoking nothing but the best yeah the boy so

brighter
And your body never looked so fine
As I while away a beautiful day
A beautiful Texas sunshine

After we feed the dogs
And grab ourselves another

the Glock, nigga

All this cash and all these bands
But the same low down won't get you sumn sumn
Chanel bags and Celine bags
I'm selling OG bags so I
Can buy

Haitians
Fuck them bougie hoes, take them on vacation
I fuck bougie hoes, we don't have relations
Fuck them bougie hoes, feed them medication
I can walk

of mine to feed my brain
Only I can make a brighter sunrise than a million stars align

I pack my bags and die
Yesterday I looked inside and found my lie

Loyalty

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son

2006

know
(Before I leave home)

So fresh, bag full of money when I hit the curb
Just cooked up left the kitchen full of bird, ya heard
That's the word

and jewels, a holiday, pros that fuck in schools
I'm a tank, I stop panthers, take down stanzas
Sixteen bars, keep the car running
Broads stunting, feed ya

punching bag
For emotions left untapped
A blazing mess of chaos
Stirring up the balance
I bite the hand that feeds me
I'm lost inside this trance
Whoa-oh

Nah we don't feel sorry for niggas get ready
'Cause for them California kings we
Slept in the twenty bag

What's king to a God nigga?
I'm gon' live

country 
Feed the whole team ain't nobody gone be hungry 
Just secured the bag now im getting all this money 
Looking at my wrist diamonds bright yeah they

Doing all them squats that thing looking plump
Got your own bag so you move how you want
You know I don't feed no birds, better eat what you hunt
She

The Weight

Deana Carter

The Chain

2007

And you put the load right on me

I picked up my bag and went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw old Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
And I

You gon' pop it on your own 'cause you don't need niggas
Servin' bags of the strong without the seeds, nigga
On the top of the throne, it's hard

motherfucking child
So you can get some fucking sympathy points?

They can't feed they fuckin’ family
Because you mad at what another man
Stickin' his dick inside

Clowns & Jugglers

Syd Barrett

Opel

1989

the wood
Meant even less to me than I thought
With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds
Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed...
The madcap laughed

out the dirty ...
Bags on bags I need em ...
Monkeys niggas imma feed em .....
I really really be getting it ..




 bithhh  bougie but fine..
 lights

Racks Up
(Racks)
Racks Up
(Racks)
Racks Up
(Racks)
Racks Up
(Racks)
Give me the bag yeah
Gotta go get that bag yeah
Give me the bag yeah
Gotta go get

T-Shirt

Migos

C U L T U R E

2017

the border, nigga, bitches from the tropics (whew)
I'ma get that bag, nigga, ain't no doubt about it (yup)
I'ma feed my family, nigga, ain't no way around it