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Popping on it
Hopping on it
Flopping on em
Dropping on em
Them bitches know I running on the track
All of the people bout to sing it back
My shit was

Move onto another to see the truth
I guess your problem was
You didn't know what you had
You can say that you love me
But I'm never coming back
Its funny

mean it like that
Know what I did, now regretting, coming right back
No right defending what I’ve been in a connive with
I don’t know much about love but

them love all they did was envy
They held me down kept me back and role played the victim
Gave them my strength they preyed on my weakness that's what

really feel like you own your own and coming all way from East London
And It’s world class and beautiful to see.


[Message 8: Bule]

made lots on bands in the trap
Always spend em' cuz they coming right back
This game don't come w a map
So it's kinda hard to stay on track
I've took

come for me 
We must be prepared not to lose it all, this abundancy
Of knowledge, that one day could lead to freedom
Cause that's all we seeking if we

Cptn Cold Crush

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

like crumbs
Grab your tongue, shout, rip it out, then shove it back in your mouth
Now! Then tell you to spit it out
I spit about them lyrics my people

First, let me start by saying I’m amazing
‘Cause I made it from the bottom of the basement, no abrasion
With the patience of a winner, I’ll be

up
Me and Stan on the same track
Dive in that water
I'ma aim where his waves at
These hoes used to play me
I ran the game back
Crying 'bout a bitch?

gone||Now from time to time|I see you pass me by|But it's just a stranger's face|that make me do a double take|It's like your always on my mind|So I pray

doing shit by myself
These bitches call me caliente, they say I'm fuego
Running up the money, they know I'm getting dinero

Bringing it back to the basics

gonna knock till you let me in, 

I'm passing it, passionate about giving it back
Not forcing it, I just sit in the back
Truth is, I'm bridging the gap
If

Strike aimed right at your four door
Boom, blow it up, now you're down 12K
On your epitaph stone, your name I engrave
Maintain all the ways I'm sane with

Quick so we don't get made
Now it's back to the trap
And I need to get paid
Paid
Racks and the straps gonna get me laid
But fuck that shit hoes step away

off those who swore by the samurai sword
Motherfucker I take your head off
And now a headless corpse is all that is left
But when I go I hope I die with

in 2 days
Or 8 songs in 5 days
Can't keep track between Fortnite breaks (Ya)
Headshots I need practice
Ya its world gone mad all around the atlas
So

edible
Everything that I love let it go
Cause the paranormal is hunting me like wild cannibals
Whisper to me the devil is back
Showing its teeth knowing

where I'm tryna be at
On the grind in the booth
Bringing drama to tracks
Now can you feel me?
When you hear me
You see me face to face
But you'd

Let me ask you a question, what woud you do if you had it all
Would you rise up or would you fall
Would you put it back in to the people that gave

Cause yawl be like that's facts
But wifey coming strapped she offended by this crap
I'm honest on a track cause I'm rapping 'hind her back
Yawl pull da

I can't cry 
I don't know why I stand by 
Or why I ever stood by 
I always thought it's lies when they told me I did a good job 
I never got a prize

Run it back nigga play this track till they pass out
Bad hoe DM on the gram where you at though
I got 1, 2, 3 new racks in my bag though
Balling like

8 by 6
Now every girl in the town wan' taste my dick
Chocolate hoes, two poles, it taste like Twix
Nigga with cancer and AIDs said
"I ain't that sick"