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just met take her back boonkgang
I hit a lick all the time, this
This choppa make 'em stay , we gon' fly high
I said I'm really 'bout to make it
I'ma do

The Rothschilds showed they big Joker
Tell Obama send in more soldiers 
Then more Osama Bin wanted posters 
Shipped from Iraq into Iran
It's all part of King Alfred

suppose I am the voice
And I live by my mistakes
Hope I don't make them twice
What a shame that would be
But I won't shift the blame, it's just my brain
I

If we got a problem fix it, someone's gonna end up missing
Put my whole team with a vixen, triple x shows no kissing
On my wave, that's a mission

go
Bounce, it's ya birthday bitch
Step up in the party like you know you the shit
(Yeah)
Bounce, it's ya birthday bitch
Step up in the party like you

it benevolence
And by the end, show you all who the devil is

Came back from the future to
Tell you the answer's Mephiles
If you last to the end

you could be,
so important to me,
our love is unique, never gonna get weak.

So one day you could be my wife, 
think about it, huh, our child,
got your

kneel down
This your body yhee
Fit to make a King craze
Make him commot hin crown make hin put am for ground
Anyways by the way
Make I just tell you now

them drawers
But I won't get involved
See I'm cool with being the bad guy
Life's short I never ask why you focus on
That negative shit I let it pass by

Ha! Ha! Yeah, here I come satan… This is a lyrical assault
Yeah, we goin on the enemy's camp
We gonna take back anything he took from us
Our peace,

and that's cool for five
This time you've got, make me feel so fine
Cause what you did, is OK to love by (?)

You told me
You love him so
But babe, how should

mouth
Coming for your neck
I feel like Rambo now, yeah
I been going through it for like 5 years
I ain’t wanna do it, but I’m right here
I hope you gonna

No counting physical
It's all digital
Yeah
I got the beans
And the beam
And the will to protect my green
At any cost, by any means
Bang
Made a mess
Got

P I wrote something for you
I don't know what you're gonna think about it like
Just tell me what you think about it
Like yeah
Aye

Whoever thought

Aye
Aye
Aye
Niggas got they stimmy now these boys wanna act up
I been blowing bags at the mall nigga catch up
How you a scammer and you broke make it

pressure
I'm mookie betts with the hits
Watch how you talk
Make ya wig do the splits
This too good baby
Too hard to resist
Boutta Throw it back to you

like odiifoɔ
Shit, take it like I'm never gonna die
For the rest of ma life, ma name shall survive
Bankshield, I know you rappers wanna sign
So you

look alive, don't get hit with vibes, make you bleed eternally
Damn, I tried, shit, I cry, bitch, it's really hurting on me, move away, clueless way,

Till the ink/
In it stalls
Imma give it/
Till you get it
Or allah
Makes the call
Im coming
For yall/
To ya
Tear down da walls
You gon get it
How you live

me live forever, huh
Pray it translates without using Rosetta, huh
Pray I find the woman that makes breathing better, huh
She treats me like a King

effects
Fake it till you make it, until you get a check
I ain't even gonna trip if you take it off my neck
Look we being honest right? We preach on a mic
We

Aint rapped in a while but fuck it im sinked in
Yall gonna hear me out the way you listen to Big spit
Flow tight like feet wrapped up in tube socks

have your ass twirling
Niggas know if they ever fuck with me
The police gonna have to come
Get me off your ass
I don't really give a fuck
Bitch

get beat by a teen
Ain't stopping at reds all Im seeing is green
We won't stop til it's red leaving blood ona scene
Im geeking I'm wilding i know I