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acting
I'm shooting clips if lil bitch want that action
Shawty a slut and she sucking in traffic
She hit me jack when she feel alone
Don't get attached,

Sidewalk Preacher

Something lies inside my dreams and I dont care of the world outside,
An ugly guy anxiety black Jack whiskey and suicide,
And I

Mississippi born Mississippi raised 
She struck out on her own on hot summer day 
Got hit by a cold north wind 
Now she says she ain't coming back

Mongoloid

Mad Child

Dope Sick

2012

the border?
What's the deal? 
This old ox got hit by a road block
In old socks with a gold Glock, got cold cocked
I got no emotions like a robot
Northwest

Had a rusty hot rod on a country road

And a John Deer tractor with a radio

Just a long haired farm boy with jukebox dreams

Hit the town

Fly in with a mask and a cape
Got hits nigga ima young drake
Pack in the mail that's the cash for the day
Immaculate drip got a splash with the wave

on her
Gotta bomb on this bitch like the road runner
Had slay this hoe like a troll hunter
And i know that she mad that i don't want her
And the Hoe shot

Two R’s Double R that’s the fucn gang
K. Johns by the way Tha General nigga salute me or shoot me
What he say
Aye
I ain’t no killa I be coolin don’t

dribbles I'm going by him
Now these boys got me dying
Got they cap on capping they lying 
It's Bk baby they can't see me baby 
John cena but no WWE lil baby

out like a fit bit when you unfit smell me like a musty armpit
Roll another blunt n im takin a hit
Mary Jane for life bitch I'll never quit 
Tightly

me to go smart
My wits couldn't keep up with the chicks who said I was the shit every time I got to hit
Then it clicked, the road to my treasures

the gold, then I go hit the road 
I won't be going home, I be callin all my bros 
Won't be a problem cause they already
Know 
No time for you girl, sorry

outta time
You finna get clocked
And I ain't ever gonna stop
For no bitch
Tryna get rich
You just another pothole
On the road
I'ma fuck your bitch
Drive

I'm whuppin that ass 'fore yuh even talk shit

Shang Tsung swallow soul
Grab my shit and hit the road

Hood rat shinobi
Yuh I'm Bombin up them Heaven

to leave me?
I’ve been pissed off at you
Since the 13th of July

He couldn’t help but crack
A joke about my language
And I said John, this hardly
Seems like

ain't gone be there just like you I'm gone deflect
About the bucks i need my check
I need a serve hit my connect
Some about them words i can't forget

two years later it's a whole new you
Yeah, your dad in your eyes and that shit go through
Hit me in my soul so bad, don't know what to do for shit, damn

didn't survive
Ja'Quan quantum leaped to afterlife
10 years after our Mother died
Be careful with that urn my Uncle's inside
They sit side by side where I

already on it
Be wearing my diamonds for all of my shows
By the end of the night yo bitch curling her toes
You'll be hearing chains
Yeah thats on all of my

challenge
Coming to America
To fit in a New Balance
But through the struggles and pain
I'm humbled by the way I was raised
I ain't ashamed to pass game to my

from a silver cup
Like two doves we'll soar into the sky
 CHORUS REPEAT…
 By Gordon Anderson and John Covert
February 21, 2021 Copyright  All Rights

from a silver cup
Like two doves we'll soar into the sky
 CHORUS REPEAT…
 By Gordon Anderson and John Covert
February 21, 2021 Copyright  All Rights

bless John.V.R and all them gangstas out in LES (Whoa)
If you try to cause us harm, these bullets won't come with regrets
I hope you get hit by a car

finish whatever they start
Like February ending we bout to march
Every day gotta get bread I need my starch
Dripped down and bloody got bit by a shark
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