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back on how it was
That type of shit remind me of
My G-U-N love is bugged

Don't, don't hurt me again

Gun jones
In case you ain't know: well here it go

of place
Blinded by the fate
Guided by the faith
God don’t make mistakes
Acknowledge God is Great
Throw up my hand’s
Ain’t in control then it’s safe to let

Story O' My LF

Zaz

30 Ans Victoires de la Musique

2015

And being acting like surprised
When by the end we realize
We go an ego camino
 
Here's my life story and its far from fiction
One part love and two

Voices

Mystik Journeymen

Worldwide Underground

1999

your mind 
Once the performance is completed seated in the back 
Too cool to throw yo' hands up; I never quite understood 
Alla that what you too

Henny in the club
Bartender showed me love, so I'm tippin' over cups
Laughin' loud with my Family, Talkin' shit givin' a fuck
And girl your gettin' sexier

turn to ash, I want my soul to last yeah
Took the first step without seeing the whole stairwell
Stressing out a make you lose hair cells
Even Peter did

itching for mic couldn't sit tight
Music is as vital to me as my wind pipe
Seen mum catch Ls all her life now she lives nice
Used to always be a next hype

on a past life
On a past guy
I don’t feel right
My chest tight
My head light keep flickering
I remember when
My ex said he hate me he wishing the worst for me

hate to break it to you officer, but my businesses are registered companies mate, so good luck with whatever is your looking for. Hashtag Glow Gang

a cheater
I’m a vegan so I’m a eater selling smoke by the pound you want a liter
I can fly just like my boy Peter high off life it’ll pass the meter
Trigger

the eye no more
It's hurting but I don't cry no more
I put my boy on my mix cd and all he could say is "My name ain't on it"
Rar, that's the thanks I get,

cathedral
im talking detroit bitch where funerals arnt peaceful
flows is leathal niggas know the deal 
you dont want a mic fight like evander holyfield
i love

a jewel
Why take from Peter to go pay Paul
Some rise by sin and by virtue fall
What have you made if you gain the whole world
But sell your own soul for

out in VA
With Aunt Kasey and the crew
This is breakin’ all the rules
Take my time to talk to ‘em
Nine months in the womb
Lost three at eight weeks

in case the nighttime is gory 
, needa keep yo circle tight just like a dormitory, needa keep your mind on sight and be all hunky dory 
How she need

more than lyrics
I’m begging for your forgiveness 
I could be Bobby brown
And you could be my Whitney 
Cuz your love get me higher than a drug
No kidding

using?
You think I have a crippling dependence by choice or somethin'?
Oh nah nah, my favourite is when people think that
The pain they caused you is

on the mic I could give you some pointers
Aye look I rap tight my flow, is type dope I know
I ain't gotta say shit for ya to be like oh that shit cold (for

a milli and stay low key
Never mix biz with homies, keep it M-O-E
No comfort zone, that's how you get fooled my G
I was, raised in the church, influenced by

Ain't No Limit

Silkk the Shocker

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

fuckin wit shit I did 

26 and been through it 

Tellin it like it is 

Comin up with tight shit 

To make your girlfriend love me 

Hunt me like

evident
Medicine, medical grade, nigga know my preference
Rizzla shit, roll it and face it, this weed is limitless
Up the stairs, out of your old ways,

surround sound

It's my turn to speak
I let you have your words, now I got chains tight on my feet
Told me I'd be happy but it was joy my eyes wanna see

Controlling the night
Left before my right
All my words is tight
Knowing wrong from right
When it's dark 
I'm your light
If you tend to loose sight
Here to take

take some more black lives for us to 
muse on for your fucking amusement, muhhh 
fucka. national culture is financial security for  
   
the devils