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Take me to the bathe house of His holiness
Wash me in the blood
Kill me by the nail
I learned the lesson at my own pace
I'm a snail
I learned to not plan

Sean
Are you okay
No I
Feel betrayed now I feel like a kitchen maid stirring up shit Like this is great

Thought I had enough from that one bitch I

those (Fuck those)
I just emptied the pipe on
The bitch like Draino
My mom's job had her late home
So mom brought me a plate home
Both my grandpas are

back at my parents' house
And now my dick has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life was lame, I had to pay money to fuck a whore
I couldn't

Redrum

Skepta

Ignorance Is Bliss

2019

call it quits (go on then, go on)
We ain't watchin' no Screwface, dem man are two-faced
Definitely ain't with the shits (greaze)
And my SK's fresher

Smog is drifting aimlessly over these crowded streets
Gloomy houses do their best to keep people in
Dark days approaching, the brick lanes get lethal

I was walking home to my house through the snow from the station
When Springsteen came clear in my headphones with a pertinent question
Oh, is love

I was walking home to my house through the snow from the station
When Springsteen came clear in my headphones with a pertinent question
Oh, is love

So I wrote this song once, out of love
About a scrub in a crowded club or lounge
Surrounded by these hounds and thugs
And he goes home and he

houses
Nonstop, I'm takin' out all
You poor fuckers not once but twice
Take your life and call the Ghostbusters
(Relentless) i could get smashed by a jeep

Bounce Ta This

Show & A.G.

Runaway Slave

1992

featuring Dres 



[Dres] 

Listen  this is Dres  and I'm letting ya know 

That S H O W be	 I Z and A.G. are all that 

So just sit back

siege, hoes

I am surrounded by legends
Even when I don't fit in, I get in
You ain't gotta pat me down
To find the weapon
Scott Stallone won't even
Adjust

centuries we'll make crews sing
No matter what record label, we stay stable
Pick up the album, we're never on cable
Crews cross over, but not Main Source

singer drops an album
Ta la kpe ta lon dahun gan
And if dem say dem dey find
The realest of its kind
Tell the person searching that you found one
Teslim

of the hustla

(chorus)

(cassidy)
yeah i go by the name of B.A.R.S
My album be in stores November the 6
It's celebration time
Ne-Yo, Kanye, Swizz Beats, i

Give it all tonight from to first to last 
Baby want my number, tell her geez you shoulda asked 
My productions are progressing leaving haters kinda

lancer
Disrespect, you getting checked like
A correct dancer
Close my eyes and grew three
Times the size of you
I'm so surprisingly wise even
My lies are

the GOAT, young GOAT

Hold up, hold up

I am the GOAT, young GOAT

Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n**** 
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house

legends, the mirror on the wall
Hater’s in the room, you know who you are
You where on the top but I’m watching you fall
Drop in  album, I got you in awe
Now

I do show love
People see it as a weakness like
They cannot do no wrong but here we are
Same place just five years on
You think you moved on, if you

I walked through the door with you
The air was cold
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I
Left my scarf there at your sister's house

sister's house
And you've still got it in your drawer, even now

[Verse 2]
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singin' in the car, getting

for the North West
Uh
Killing rappers my fetish
If I hear you said it the out come is that you perish
My sentences are a sentence to death I don't think