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They say that time flies
What you see
When you look into my eyes
Got my niggas and my bitch
Sitting right by my side
Got me feeling mile high

though I fell in love with grinding, I let go of the thought thinking that someone will sign me, I'll probably have it figured by the time that they find

some songs on this album dawg, I had to scrap
Cause it's not the way I'm feeling now, I'm finally back
To myself and I'm better than ever, i'm truly

strategizer

Peace PAC we still bangin' all your albums

I study martyrs

Street legends 

Great authors

Music legends

Fuck Elvis/ muddy waters

Fine artist

traumas but they don’t forget me
A sick fiend, I’ve got 2 left shoulders
Fueled by liquor cause I can do less sober
I wish my whole crew gets older
but too

let bygone be bygone
But a all a we money you use to by gun
Uhnuh get the planes and from the war guns
Promise we plenty but we nuh get none
Flinging

long
Would’ve ran through half a M by the
Time I dropped my first album
More money than the guy that
Made me my first thousand
More morals than any

Brought the ting to Nina's album premiere
True, we gotta pass the opp
Block on the way there mum's back from work
I might have to bag up in the BnB
If you

qu’ils en savent
C’est les nerfs d’la guerre
Drive by dans leur mère ah ouais ah ouais
Pour une biatch
Toi ta oublié la miff
Tu dois des sous dans

nails i’m white and I’m corny
I’m Industry’s Saved by the Bell
My neighbour so far away
She don't see when I check the mail
My homie a magician
He turn

nations battle Gods
Where devils kneel
Rebels sprayed by assassins with shells
Crazy adolescents that kill
MAC-11's and pills
Everything William Cooper was

Talking on em gram
And I would kill Nigga well just to have a dad
I go by milo hit a nigga in the back if that hoe is a pimp
Witness on that scene wanna see

Dior Kleid in Beige
Baby, komm by me, wenn du nicht weißt, wer du bist
Deine Stimme wirkt bei mir so wie das Gift
Du kleine (Bitch)
Fahren weg in

Inside my mind"
Winter was cold
Used to sit by the fire now
Momma getting mad
Better turn them fucking lights out
Kicking life's ass
Turn this album to my

do, I'm gonna give it to you
Now I don't wanna be right, but hip-hop is dying and this album is vintage

The image you see is not a mirage, I've been

a Ivan e ad Alteria per avere impreziosito l’album con la loro presenza

suonano 
Disgui - voce, chitarre, basso e programmazione tastiere
Chuck Sabo -

thoughts to myself
I need that thot by herself
I need heaven cause I'm living in hell
I don't wanna let these demons prevail
I don't give a fuck about him
I

but I'll add them to my album
If you fuck with it, then I like you
If you don't like this shit, you're a psycho
Let me explain why I'm rapping like this

a muse
They ask when the album coming it's coming in soon
But I I cannot lose

I'm not sure I won't go where the hype go
Where does time go I don't know

parents doing too dumb
Please do not compare to these rappers who’s conditioned by the illusion of the system that’s designed to keep us in prison
I’m

Oh my god, are you somebody?
Swear I'm your biggest fan
I used to like all the old shit
Before you sold out to the man

I never bought the album
I

I gotta white face
Tell me can you have black thoughts with a white face
I was brought up on this music taught by its influence
So much I never

box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about, you just tweet a lot

Smokin' on your album, puff puff, I'm a rasta
This ain't even pressure, you ain't

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