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above the rim
Hang with the brothers dont fuck with no friends
They Leaving you dead like she queen and you slim
40 glock flexing on me like I just left

I came in with my ex bitch
Called Kieran, I'm flexing
Bumpin' Justin Bieber
While I'm texting your best friend
I recreated the song
I added

till the end 
He killed my mans in cold blood hell naw I can’t make amends

No one told me these boys ain't 100% and they're 40%
I been solid, I been

breakin'
on Red, who run the spot, this old Jamaican
like forty-nine or fifty years old, he's making ends
and Shaquan be fuckin with, one of Red's Kins
named

Friday

Zoom Karaoke

Zoom Karaoke Gap Fillers, Vol. 55

2013

Fun, fun, think about fun 
You know what it is 
I got this, you got this 
My friend is by my right, aye
I got this, you got this 
Now you know it

a sceptic
Even when acting in front of a congregation
And now I've found a job but not a career
Surrounded by the real world, living in fear
Everyone's

all black im not to be seen
Forty by my side and it came with the beam
Shoot that pussy once and I put him to sleep
Opps want me dead so I stay with my

were built from a double helix
I guess Rome wasn't built in a day
Caesar oppressed by schemers plotting in sinister ways
Failure is like the key

again, my head's a game of badminton. 
Please don't make a bad decision when you get to panicking. 
40 on me, hand gripping.
I can't be a manikin. 
I got

We Live

C-Rayz Walz

Ravipops (The Substance)

[Chorus: see-Rayz Walz]
We live!  Where ya close friends die
And they say that a man ain't supposed to cry
We live!  Amongst the stress and struggle

a maniac never tryna be broke again 

Hated by a few but I'm loved by many men

Music better work or it's back selling both of them 

Put pack on the roads

you'll fall, I'm your friend for life
The temperature never ends to rise
The stress is seismic, I'm that ride or die
It's genuine, forget the thanks, don't

look by us, seen the game pass
He left with a broken heart, his bitch got whip lashed
That's a damn shame, that boy can't show a rack
Ain't got shit

thing that he had made, and, behold, it was the best thing he could do. 
Finally, after sleeping the whole weekend, Leonard is waked up by his old friend

I ain’t going to lie I swear to god this tunnel is looking dark but at the end I see the light
Stomach growling with the bills piling up i ain't know

When your health is depleted
Deletion
I'm seeking
Your week ends
Your weakness
I'll leak
By the end of the week
The feelin of eatin
The weak
While they

the field of cold cases for 40 acres
(Wait a cotton pickin minute)
What I comp can't be pretended
Can't even be replicated
They hate that i made it
Truth is i

All summer you about to see a player bloom
All my brothers in the trap doing major moves
Its the end of the month and you don’t wanna see danger loom

pushing up to mountains 40 days gone by
Oi we have you! UK Grime this is your Australian Captain Speaking
Take a seat on Jet to your most Western Friends

I guess you don't give a fuck
About the money then
How much 40 grand a piece
No down the middle
No no no no no no no no
That ain't even enough

south and one
Route to count figures
Motherfuck friends, in the end we all sinners
Keep an eye on your family
Cause blood ain't thicker
Imported the water

Cornbread

Freestyle Fellowship

Inner City Griots

1993

old black man never had a friend
Sittin' on the roof top listenin' to the wind
My life is on the end my grin is pretend
I'm a die in my rockin' chair

ain't hard to tell and
It ain't hard to sell
When everyone's the prince this
Shit sells it'self
Work a forty-hour week for a box and a pouch
Round about

Or probably end it all
PTSD might just paint the wall
Too drunk lonely bang
Or Fuck you and your friends
Bang bang bang bang bang
Or out heated by gangs
White