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the load, to her neighbors,
Risked it all, for my brothers Ah do it Again, aint countin' favors,
Niggas worried what my gang
Doin', better find some Motion,

gradually getting stranger 
The supernatural to sex, I know I'm in danger 
Who's the arranger of life and death? 
If there is some kind of God, he would give

it all
Taking it all
But how do I cope on this planet
Devil greedy handy
Weed he hand me sandy
Think I see the planning but no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no oh

fuck on your friend
Put it in her butt only place she ain't got herpes
She about to suck a nigga up like he Kirby
I hope she get hit by an ambulance
I

brother's in accord
I'll never trust again, if it isn't in the Lord
And I've seen a lot of things
But I know there's still more
It takes a little time to get

a message
Nigga's brother died they didn't slide I guess he feel complacent
Bitch, I got no choice, I hit the bitch it's back to the basics
Twenty-eight

your mind: call it mind fuck...

...uhhh what?

So please let the rat pay respect to the cat (Yes!)
By being mad disrespectful, that's where I'm at.
Now

better guess again
Better take a breath because I will not rest
Till I get my revenge on the rest of you pests
Rain drops on your parade
Better be afraid

you can't ever buy
You can never buy again, hurry up get by
Cause if I see yo ass again, cook you like a fry
Fuck I look like messing up my fit, ain't

Here we go again
I just never seem to fucking learn
I hate this
Ayy, ayy ayy
Intrusive thoughts fogging up my mind
Imma travel down these long roads

The City Bushman - In Answer to "Banjo," and Otherwise by Henry Lawson - Part B

WOULD YOU LIKE TO CHANGE WITH CLANCY -- GO A-DROVING? TELL US TRUE,

doing
What he needs to be out

Punning and cunning and stunning and stuntin  
Running and gunning and just having fun 
Giving back people the hope

and pleading"
I want you right here by my side
I wanted you to be my wife
Now I'm home alone thinking about what we would have been
Now the visions blurred i had

already buyin' the roles, lost
See-through, he stepped on my toes
I tripped I sunk in the ocean it rose more
Makes a little sense I'm makin' the cause grow

Yeah, they clappin' hands

Clap, clap, clap
Yeah, they clap for me
I don't care about what that ho say
She gon pay a fee
No, that boy not my man's
He

guidance before I made my decisions
Never loaned a bird though I lived by the pigeons
Had the purp like the ravens I was cursed with the vision 
That's so

Okay, okay, okay

Left hand fourth finger chick
But that don't mean shit
Cause if a nigga really love you huh
He gone put a ring on it
But the money

something to vibe with
I need a Beyoncé
Kick it with some Solange's

We was youngins on the internet in it to share what our visions is
Now we talk shares

live
The less concern we have for our fellow man

The Man with thе Hoe by Edwin Markham

Bowed by the wеight of centuries he leans
Upon his hoe as he

Joke Ya Mind

Jumpsteady

Chaos Theory

And yet in that second, a man can live a lifetime. 
He can suffer and die, and who's to say which is the greater reality? 
The one we know or the one in

every time so I can't pretend
I just gota make a million and do that shit again
Grandfather tell me ain't no giving up until you dead
Sucidial thoughts

They say the truth will set you free
By the conclusion of this live chat
We'll truly see
Received text 2 hours ago
From the love of my life
Her

it up, going to the next gear real quick now I'm drifting
They heard me once, then they heard me again they like he so gifted
Yoooo, what happened

a fucking big cup
Damn on that sofa again my parents bound to notice him
Being antisocial man he fantasize bout these bands no focus man

How I am empty I'm