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different
Got a vision, it's hidden
It's hit or miss if I'mma get it but I'mma get it
Promise I'mma birth this dream
Sure as yo mama did it to you!
Paid

to get it in
She sent me a pic and I like the photo
She text me I miss you babe where you been
I done got up every time I fell
All my brothers wish them

thoughts raw always keep giving your all 
Be on top forever man 
But yo rappers come and go but you know what don't

Que rico 
Que rico
Que rico

through
No,
I never feel anything that you've been through
I never meant to offend you, screw up and upset you
Yo, it's like we strangers now, I really miss

Quit Your Job

Thundamentals

So We Can Remember

2014

you're bludging in your office, scuffing muffins by computs
Thinking who the fuck are you, to tell me what to do
I want to say it to your face but I'm

that's hard to get
That makes you wanna get
Ɔkye ne hu, nsu targetti na shootu
You will not regret
Until your ball enters the net
You no go rest, you for

saying have you came across this man?
By the time they find him, swear they won't miss you
Yeah, nine to his face
Better pull over
Now ya got lights in ya

shady in the winter
Lay low undercover silent killer
Never miss when I pull the trigger Bullseye
Your heart cells one by one
Master splinter
When you

When I sang love songs in talent show that Ne-Yo "So Sick"
She like the smile on me huh
She say I shine like the sun
She wanna gimme a son
She think that

frequency that I drop
How we relating, when your vision ain't to be at the top
We keep it too real, they acting like something they not
They took the blue

frequency that I drop
How we relating, when your vision ain't to be at the top
We keep it too real, they acting like something they not
They took the blue

syleyeceim ama ne yapaym
Abi 5 ans
O kadar ok ya
Etemiyorum olum hepinizden tek tek
Kimdese elimde tek tek
Size var evet balayp kesmek
Ama bize farsz l
Dostum

yemek syleyeceim ama ne yapaym
Abi 5 ans
O kadar ok ya

Etemiyorum olum hepinizden tek tek
Kimdese elimde tek tek
Size var evet balayp kesmek
Ama bize

Street Veteran [Part 2]

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

trooper disguise

Like having your pupil stomped by a storm trooper

Brutal demise, repeated pain like I'm loopin up cries

Boxing like romans an ancient

worth my wild
If you insisting that I'm up next
Yo did I just hear a threat
Oh I know How it goes
If you ain't in to be "Sold"
But under pressure who

like a missile

And these bullets got your initials
Now you leaking and ain't no drizzle
Empty the clip and it ain't gon' miss you
His money short,

Look, I can tell what you on
Look into your eyes, tell what you want
Tell me that you miss me by the things you post
Wishing I was there, it's been

on a shirt momma miss you
I just brought all these guns boy I wish you
Would try a nigga fist fights I don be there
My tooth chip for a reason walking out

hypnotized by the look in her eyes
(Her hips) Hips like Shakira
(Lips) like Angelina
(This) your're my señorita
Drive with me tonight
Brazilian Ibiza, Cannes
?

your bitch? I got her digits
This Glock 19 came with a kick
Aim for his brain I never miss
I'm not gone fight no more I swear that I don't have no time

now she thinking that I'm Ne-Yo
Got her arching backwards, thinking that she's Neo

Looking at you tools like I browse Home Depot
Don't raise those damn

good but I'm pissing whiskey
Down on my luck I need something to lift me
Snap, Crackle, Pop; this shit is crispy
I've been out of my skin and I miss me

Yo
I wish money coulda bring back your life

Joh
Pole martha place ume lala sija enda kuweka joh maua
Pole joh sikujuwa ivi ndo ilikuwa itakuwa
A lot

Spit some killer bars for his majesty
The interstellar King and his lizard queen
My bars too clean so mean had em all like
Yo this kid ridiculous
Spittin