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bandit
She got fluffy hair, she know that I am praising
She got black mask and attention I am paying

Doesn't matter how many times we argue we gon run it

vortices of space, the wisps of black mist that flow
And a key to the paradox of the arcania of the worlds that we know
But all the while I can't reconcile

nigga that's double lit
Now you in the pass in that black and white fit
Can't hit that once back I just did a fucking tick
Yeah pull up on set
We can talk

we made it aye
Loud in the air cuz life is such a breeze
Excellent my flows an Eazy-E
DJ Khaled this a major key
Stackin off my black ink I'm Cease

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

cookin
Gone blade knife
Cookin keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on my mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
Kici's in

bitch Karey poke yeah Smoke karey bina' koi hope yeah
Choke her by the neck that's a choker laughing at you, you a joker
She want smoke lemme smoke her

a little shawty by my side yea that will get me
I know that they with me I know that they with me
Turn me up ya ya
I’m on my sh*t ya ya
I’m bussing I’m

fell

Shadows cast by the stones 

cowered the ground

something dark lay in the grass

There's distant gnarly grove ahead

with tangled gloomy trunks

on shit
Everything I do is awesome
I’m adored bitch
The keys I give you don’t work
Knock down the door next
Y’all been wrong since I started
The same as I

Turner.. Tina
Don't me get the burner
Catch me in the low key Pontiac Sun sippin Con-gac
Y'all know how that affects blacks, so you know I clash that
No way

Yes
That brown kid
Ha
Look, only care about opinions from the people that you care about
Trying to please everyone that's a hellish route
Came up

the
Food off the scales (Hurry up man)
Normally I do it by eyelids
But the cats wan' complain 'bout sizes
(Always moanin') and my driver's moanin' too
Cah he

performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he

tee
Made notes of keys
No time for a hater my g

Gone and went to catch my dreams 
Woke up Im me
Better let that be
Imma touch this dream cause i made

Is what we mobbin' for
Another day, another dime
In a drug war for living by the thug law

If you saw me in the streets, kid
You wouldn't think that

minutes later, I'm like
"Where the fuck we at?"
Out in the middle of nowhere
The roads is pitch black
Finally we passed thru some creepy ass gates
Up a tall

Alright they wanna'
Test the team it's Devz and G
Running up on sets and squeeze
Rest in peace to the best of G's, testing me
Can't stop what I'm

a young black boy who got No dough
Living with my parent no Friends oh no
I ain't going to be watching p o No
I don't wanna attract g o no

By this time
Not

your arms, chewed up by animals

(Verse 8: PMD)
On your mark, get set, ready to go
Green light, checkered flag, time to get that dough
And ayo, in

Secrets

N-Dubz

Uncle B

2008

Dappy turn my mike up

Today is the day that I'm gonna tell
Just a little 'bout myself
All of these haters they don't understand me
They can't touch

from the ground up
Only like minders be my counter part
Come a long way from the dingers
Whole team surrounded by winners 
Dem man flexing that’s their

just vibing
Making sure we got there on time
Brother looked out the window, picked up the speed
Turned off the engine, took out the keys
Yo, we there

back
Keep the funk banging through the 562
And the SGV through the 323
And I got to be set apart wherever I be
Black ice little tree hanging by my keys

meetin yellin "Black power!" (Sorry)
When I'm barkin I get caught up in the heat of how I'm boppin
Gotta feed it outta pocket like the meters out in Boston