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I Pray

Cassidy

B.A.R.S.: The Barry Adrian Reese Story

2007

it better Christ I'm on both of my knees 
I"m trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys 
I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze 
I be

Fuck you mean? I don't care if he a teen, he still get hit with fully
In the game, I done seen a vet' get took out by a rookie
You ain't got no aim,

I Just Sighed. I Just Sighed, Just So You Know

Los Campesinos!

Romance Is Boring

2010

persistent that it barely registers
And it smells like a mix between petrol and dog shit.

Just let me be the one that keeps track of the moles on your back

I Just Sighed. I Just Sighed. Just so You Know

Los Campesinos!

Romance Is Boring

2010

persistent it barely registers and it smells like a mix of petrol and dog shit.

Just let me be the one that keeps track of the moles on your back.
I just

Please don't be afraid
Cuz I'm back at it again
I'm in the mix wit the elixir
I'm always on the run, sorry that I missed ya
Pay attention with yo

So as I sip my third Heineken
I feel disturbed stupefied by the tools and
The fools I observe
In the spot's where I rock
They deserve not a word in

my family out this hood, bae we gonna be good

(Verse 2 - C. Money)
Never ever stop, until we hit the very top
Me and my boy Killah, mix that hoe with

just had to cop the cigarillo
Kush coma got me moving like an armadillo
Where my pillow man, I think I need to nap
Smoking sacks by the o-z, you niggas

you just gotta know the physics
If you ain't kicking no game to these young niggas, Sorry we cant kick it
And if you ain't no business man, then mind

Please Don’t be afraid
I’m back at it again
I’m in the mix wit the elixir
I’m always on the run sorry that I missed ya
Pay attention with yo mind I

I said my denim holed up from all the cigs that we smoked
And her eyes swole shut from all the riffs that I wrote
I mix a spliff with a drink

pockets are heavy and that’s some legendary shit
We gotta make it by all means necessary get
Siyabulala they are in sammitary mix
Bafunani laba they are in

power
Death to all you cowards
The money screaming louder and louder
My money sh*t
Baby know who you f*ckin with
I am the n***a that's makin' hits
Makin'

shey freestyle sori IG
Why? Cause the work dey weak man
I no get enough time to show the world the beast part
Not until the very day toh deny me ni visa

that's seventeen (boo)
G17, need ten .17's like Pooh and Guwop (glee, glee)
Old-school with a two-pot
Hold on, who's that there by the food shop? (Food

with one eye
Stumbling by all dumb and tongue-tied
cs we debate about the blast of a catalyst
ccting brash when the facts are inadequate
cnd if we're

what's up
Yeah you know my haters mad they still sitting by the dump

Moving dirty going loud
I'm so different from the crowd
Lock n' load and smoke

poopin from his lips
N his lil foreign Miss
I feel sorry for that Trick
Cuz she caught up in the mix
N she prolly need some dick
Look, I've been feeling

the cause
You man lie in L's that's Messi
For me the gyaldem undress see
Run up the check so I'm sexy
Your girl wants Redz with her bestie
Bad b G I got loads

understand
For the fam
For me and the clique
I'm on the rise
I'm by your side
When I come back with a prize
Don't you be surprised
I been focused on my ties

Yoo (Ay man)
This life a trip
It's our journey, it's our story yo (Naw strait up)
Pardon me if I get emotional (Naw you good mane, no cap)
But

throw shade, t'es insane dans l'main brain (bruh)
T'es un mix d'un cobra et Cobain, t'as des cold veins (what?)
Mais t'as encore de la cocaine dans ton

I Pray

Cassidy

B.A.R.S.: The Barry Adrian Reese Story [Bonus Tracks] [Clean]

2007

right make it better christ I'm on both of my knees I"m trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze I

them scatter my bed
Wasn't aware of the old style(oh yea)
Am just standing by the road(no time)
They chop my vibes with my freestyle
Am high
Tho nobi me