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about a thousand lashes
 Quarter you, horses stretch you out like elastic
 Feed you to dogs you'll be eaten by mastiffs T
His ain't no easy choice, no

didn't stand strong
I know this shit be different
I'm singing other songs
Imagine what becomes of me if I would just succumb
To think that you the boss

by the harbour,
I'm at the wharf drinking a lager

Ain't rocking a stick, my mask off and I'm keeping my guard up
I'm leaving them sick, from John

fuckin' dick, bite me
I'm not somebody that you should be takin' lightly
All of this hate in the air, it blinds me
Admit it, you fuck boys love to fight me

God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy and Chrissy
We was kissin

Havana Syndrome

God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy

Those the ones that I bump from the subs in the trunk 
'Cause I'm twisting up in CT (yeah)
I was in my Sean John hoodie with a taste of Sam Goody
Back

motherfucking gifted
But y'all are blind as can be
The power is about to be shifted
So now y'all are listening to your king
I'd rather drop a bar on a song than

"Can you get me breakfast?
Oh and John's here too, you remember John?
He's the one I was sleeping with while you were gone?
He's hungry too, so if you

a little Cam
Miracle she didn't plan
Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, innerstand

Grown man sleeping on the floor
Hear the mice squeaking by the door

certain
Too perverted to mention
In a class by myself like internal suspension
I'm terminal
Spreading through your chest and ribs
'til the song's stuck in

You know I body beats like I'm corpse's at the morgue
Ain't no agent orange
Got a pistol and I leave it pourin'
Like I'm John Wick
I'm coming for

split no bullshit once you get hit
Death by strangulation with Rosary Beads
If you strict catholic
You're Arabic, King of Nazareth
I'm John Huston, listen

ever believe
What you cappin' bout?
It's getting harder to breathe from always biting my tongue
But maybe it's 'cause I'm young
I'm never falling in love

getting hot
We argue and I shut down 
Saying more OKs than little John
Girl I don't even love myself 
How could I be in love with you
Freeze like a deer in

aves
My freedom, I'm flying on beats when I'm writing
Me, I'm a zion, a beast in the night an'

When she calls me, she don't call me Rayn
Mix the songs

of the daily grind
It was the two of us, the only one that he knew to trust
Was a second voice that he grew to love
One day his heart let out a sound he didn't

the American dish from Italy 
They don’t make tho
Don’t insult them by asking about it yo
They don’t make orange chicken in China either bro 
But They make dough

don't need to roll a phone
We love to ride bikes, play games and take it easy
Do our homework and watch us a little t.v

I'm in tha house by at least six

like, "No Biggie"
Whatever- time to sing, I'm putting faith on the song
1:12 displayed in John the way to respond
When His patience runs out
Then it's

a bitch better
And ine said she saw John

I'm jst hear fr d thread like a surgeon
Am just here for the joint like the surgeon
Orthopedically speaking omo

down, below the ocean as I start to reach
kiss you and then as I hold you in my arms (you know that I love you john)
I keep it strong  but my feelings

You're the One for Me

DJ Lady Tribe

Cholo Super Mix [Bonus DVD]

2004

down, below the ocean as I start to reach
kiss you and then as I hold you in my arms (you know that I love you john)
I keep it strong  but my feelings

is for the holla if you hear me now
The O to tha N means dat its on
We ain't gon be testin Mishon c'mon sing the song

[Mishon (Doe Mac)]
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