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and walked on the moon
But time is still a mystery
We tried to label time by
Creating numbers and digit's
Seconds and minutes and hours
Are all just figments

before kings
He will not stand before obscure men

Whatever you do
Work at it with your whole being for the Lord
And I know you can
With God you can do

We're living in a day
Where the hearts of men are starting to grow cold
Instead of love we've chosen hate
Instead of living we chose killing
No

purse
Never hesitant to put my quickdraw to work
Greedo would agree with me - cuz I shot him first

Barkeep, sorry about the mess
Lost count

M na gba nwu my wing ofuma ma obulu 4 man post
I got aim I score my goals
I challenge you take one post
O ba ni ihe men m kpoo my bros
Nkpoo Taz

repercussions yeah
United with God, man you seculars blinded by earth's lights, you use your power to punish
Some' who gave his all for y'all only to crush him

funded with weapons fun for the peasants with fungal infections
Funneled through men just tryna get a mushroom head in
Much room to get in a barrel amongst

boatswaine is missing
We hunted over oceans we charged upon the land
For the dragon was no match for our mighty pirate band
As the gold was dripped by rubies

Look, I’m warm-ups, shorts, jeans, and boots
And the only thing I rap about is beats and rhymes
We think deep by design, you should read my mind
‘Cuz

Smoke em don't forget the funnel
Undertaker like a tunnel
Real men don't mumble
Im the type that a put the gunz down beat you ass that's for any nigga

and get murked
in the trap since a kid, nigga, free merc
Got a line on za these nigga shit dirt
I'm tryna get rich, I'm putting in work

Got curved by

stare into yours until forever ends and even that would be too early
Every single thing about you is beautiful
Even your walk is a work of art
I mean with

ever known
To save me his majesty stepped down from the throne
The lamb of God was about to be slain
By evil men with wicked hearts in a dusty frame

the snow
She go to Stowe, I go to work
There's love in these letters but paper to early
Meet me at Leddy we chill by the lake
She wanna skate, but I'm

We Ready 2000

Pastor Troy

Pastor Troy for President

2000

There's a hundred ways to die
Up in the mist, surrounded by these evil men
Got to stay hi',
Grab the pistol and I let 'em fly, just like hulk
So what, I

it to your door
Yeah we still at the blocka
Sixty by the railroad
Only having hot shit the green
Shit is too slow
Working Pete booth we gon add
It if

many things go happen and it's real fine
Never let the small talks but the money get to me
I dey work I dey pray omo nothing worry me
I put my body on my

What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
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of fools, to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery! Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be! Fooled by a peaceful
Un!

He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom,

Fearless, she jumps in the deep end
Works hard all week, cuts sick on the weekend
Girl likes to party hard
With her free friends
No drama so it's

Long long ago
Four men descended upon Vinny's domain
Searching for one thing
Personal Growth
However, as their journey continued
They began

Giving on work days, she a model
But she never on a runway!
She don't play same shoes as Beyoncé
This chick calls Ross by his first name
Said she got

Ghetto Cowboy

Mo Thugs Family

Boom, Vol. 2

1999

masta plan
Since he already rowdy 
I just asked the man (HEY)
You want some work?
Well partna put in your bid
And by the way now whats your name?

dream
Middle class and white, quite the cmerican scene
His wife ain't giving out cause she just sick of his shit
So he at work steady flirting with