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an r-e-s-i-and-g first
He didn't climb or work
There's not a dime in his life that he earned
I was inspired by the flightless bird
On a pack of cigs
And then since

but you keep Dissin'
I'm fed up already, we not even halfway, better with time? hopefully, gotta fucking say
My thinking inside a song, and go take it

night 
Kill time like it's nothing 
Working tryna build a life 
Fucked up in my feels tonight 
Fuck the fake shit 
Realize I need the real by my side 
Who

And if you insist APD will be pullin you up by ya hand out a ditch like,
An old rag doll on a kid’s ride,
Don’t give a fuck if I’m disliked,
As long as I

the verdant air
I would not lie my darling
I'm sorry that you were scared
But I thought by now you'd know
Oh my darling dear
That there's nothing new under

hit up by Greg
Late night, all blacked out, we creepin'
Touch who chain, lil bitch I'm squeezin'
They say he got hit up and nah he ain't breathin'
He

my mind. Regret tells me that it’s time to give up or give in, and throw my dreams in a can. They are bones to be fed to the dogs, that prowl in your

H.D,[00:31.85]Talking racks, I'm a one of one, can't replace me[00:34.17]As a Jit, I was off the walls, going crazy[00:36.85]That's the way the city raised

their eyes, Matthew Kelly
Yeah, by any means necessary i'm elite
I'mma leave enemies dead and buried
Down the beach, Tenerife
Got my Jeep in a ferry
I was

(Don blake) the mighty thor! (yeah)
Newark new jersey in this bitch, we on the move
Maplewood is up in this bitch, we on the move
Sharks in the water

Uprooted by privilege you choose to ignore
Let me remind you
My skin tone alone is enough to instill fear
Cause y'all know y'all ain't better
You're just

by
When I'm high, When I'm High

(Verse 2 C.O.D. DecaturboyMusic)
Orange Herujauna joint, kush oil pen
I just gave up heaven, i'ma live a life of sin

your rhymes
It happened and that's real shit
If a nigga would've grabbed my ass
I'd a smacked his hand real quick
But you just scream
"ZIP EM UP

a zipper bright like the dipper
Even as a Fed Ex driver in a pick up
Truck in a blizzard in the winter with a tank closer to the E than D and F 
Motherf*cker

Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin at?

Megaman up first
21 seconds oh shit
I ain't got no time to smoke this
Hold this, yo g
Go by in a blacked out TT

alone
I ain't stressing no girl who don't watch their tone
Stop hitting me up and calling my phone
Fuck broken hearts, fell in love with the chrome
Love

and myths
But if it doesn't pay it's
Taxes then it doesn't exist
I always forget my key wish
My neighbor'd keep a copy
Always have to get the doorman
Elevator

girlfriend stay bitch
You be there every weekend
Riding up in a Regal, D-Eagle under the seat
I'm about to put six of them thangs
Up under your meat
You got

to the kitchen
I had to shut up and listen
I had to learn how to mix it and bag it
Made it a habbit
Surrounded by automatics and ratchets that leave you mannequin

rap bout bangin' but don't practice their preach
I'm gettin' bread by the hour, pull up, fed them the power
Six holes in his skin, it makes sense why

I'm loc'd with palm trees
Don't show shit on ig
Y'all dumb enough to die for free
Don't let tik tok get your ass beat
They up the dollar on stream mean

Silence

Jarren Benton

Slow Motion, Vol. 1

2015

pissed in your Kool Aid?
I apologise a trillion times, make it a trillion-one
But this time I'm too late
Yeah, I guess you fed up with my shit
To get

flustered too many faces 
You'd never know 
A product of growing up finding comfort in being alone
But what I apply to my craft from sports is knowing how

years ago
Loud explosions
The sounds of guns and cannons that would impale people
And leave large amounts of lead in their leg
And you'd raise your eyes