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Loui Vitton bag on her shoulder close to her butt,
The south of her navel she had beautiful feet,
Complimented by a tongue ring I said she a freak.
With

as you want!
It's just that... 
my farts can be quite loud.
That's no problem, my child. 
Let it out! Ha ha ha ha. 
Well then, 
father, mother, 
please

The things You dey do for me
The sweet my body oh

Onye Oma

The joy You bring to my Life
E no get part two o

Onye oma

I look around me
Its your Favour every

make this coparenting shit easy
I Might as well just put my self on child support
Beause I Hate when I call for my kids and she push ignore
I hope she

one of those with no flows

Still you chose to challenge one of the pros
Futile child tries what everyone knows
Play with fire get burnt like

on to the next
Actually, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no man's girl, even I

of shit I be on 
The real or mentor, the ancient chemic 
The omen child 
Son I don't need no gimmicks
The star one, the solemnest temple 
I descended from

November 10 2015, the day he turns 26
Sitting in my car asking God "why?" cause it still don't make sense
My daughter turn 2 in six days, but I'm ready

no one
By holding unopened
I know that my only release is in beats
An iamb of retreat
Will discreetly completely me
And bring me to you
If I'm singing

DESTRUCTION OV PROPERTY MAKES PROTEST ILLEGITIMATE HE SHRIEKS IN AN ILL FITTING TEA PARTY SHIRT. THE SHRILL TONE OV A THIRTY YEAR OLD MAN CHILD

lives
Bringing voice to feelings that are deep inside
Many stories we can write
Searching for a place that’s yours or mine.

V2:
A mother and child bonded

Hole in the Sky


Verse 1.


The radio just told me


Of a war going by


c mother told me


Her child won't cry


I sat & listened

     
What else

the disaster with a little tenderness.

Daddy was the first word that you ever said. Two months later you were walking to my arms from the corner of my pillow

thinking we hold on to faith ‘cause that's religion
Misled by the same leader failing to see our vision
Failing to deliver the very things that they promised

the world is wild
But curled up by the fire
The weather is always mild
Inside our fort of pillows
I feel just like a child

Sirens will serenade city streets

I'll Follow You...Before - Music and Lyrics by Daniel Morency

Verset 1
 
I'm no longer a part of your plans or your dreams.
There is dust in your

prepared to die
To save somebody's life
But he's wanted by the law
That crooked southpaw law
With two notches on his belt
And a story no one knows
Is he good

treat lil' nigga, I don't amend
Cause I can't say if I get it, my feelings, I won't spit in that Benz
If I deep drop all his friends off, no carpool

ain't gonna
Get on no stand but I'm standing on business
Landed in Milan with a model I grabbed from the trenches
Passport get stamped by the time that

falsely created statements
My mama she losing her patience
My mind just been stuck right on vacant
I'm tryna go on a two year vacation
Off of these hits

I'm Country Raised, ahh ahh ahh (x4)


VERSE 2:

Bama born and raised country roots in my veins

Moonshine by the bottle better hope it don't break

like to think
Bitches are queens
And bums gotta have dreams that they retain
Pride
I got a lion's mane
Think of myself as a Child changed
New hair but

Alienate him from everyone else
Where he belongs all by himself

Alienate just a child
As he tries to grasp for something worth while
Trying to survive

I tend to walk on roads that are less adjacent
I find that life is more fitting across my two step
On my knees just asking God what I should do next