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Take this picture so your memory last a little longer 
Feel the burn, feel the rubble, getting nowhere problems  
Pop a pill, procrastinate album

I'm a long way from fall, feel like passing off
They like Tech N9ne album, They on asinine
Asinine you know, They all asinine you know
Got more facets

competition I'd grab a hold of my belt
I spit a bar like I'm Kendrick then hold a note like Adele
So why not treat the top like homecoming and go by myself
I

a clock, but I punch a clown Smashing in your parents' crib, don't make a fucking sound
King of New York, I don't want the crown Ask whoever the king is by

I'm scrapin' up more of how that felt
To get me so hot that my racks melt
I could murder your whole Fuckin' album with a
30 second snippet of some shit

Hey man, is that TV Magic Coloring Kit?
Yeah, man
Well, turn it up, man!
We proudly offer a brand new album by Slim Whitman
Spaghetti sauce just

2

I spit wit every breath I ain't wasting an ounce, I got some albums and mixtapes I can't wait to announce,.. got more words I wanna rap I can't

keepin to myself that bitch she got me like police 
You be confusing in the sheets 
I'm steady cruising in the streets
By 22 I'm in the Grammys platinum

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

by now, took time to craft bro
Ain't really what I was wanting, but it took a lot of bullshit out my path, WOAH
Of course there's new bullshit, but

Track: “Infected (feat. Benjels) [prod. Benjels]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

view of my obstacles in my opticals
Breaking down the game like a molecule 
With this album no flopping failing ain’t optional 
Ten toes down to move

an "Encore". Here's a standing ovation.

To me you are the "Greatest".
You do more than the Jays and Waynes did.
Whenever there's rumours your albums coming,
I

an instance you’ll be lost by tomorrow 

Seem the only time we talk is when i talk on song 
See we used to have a spark, my only spark is my blunt 
Yeah i need

I'ma make a pop album when y'all get bored
Then I'll make a dance hit, have ‘em hit the floor
cin't no limit on me, you can't hold me back
Not in for

stable their ain't no debate​
I ain't quitting till I'm 36​


It's Mister Green
I said I shouldn't be judging
A book by the cover ​
I'm here to discover

a manger
Mary said she fucked god but prolly just fucked a stranger
Then fiction is an album by bad religion 
And a song 

So sing along be the poison pawn

Ha ha ha ha hah, I'm laughing with my mobb
While you remained confused by me
The Prodigy
You put your verse I put my verse in
We see who really

Halleluja oto ja Chory Pastor
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to ill
You can't talk the talk
You can't walk the walk
Been dwelling with the muggers
And the murderers talk
Your shocked by the way I
Regulate ya'

Rick James

Murs

Felt: A Tribute to Christina Ricci

grabbed him by the coat

[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that

[ Slug ]

(Mason)

Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, 'cause

my first album to be a little bit of everything
Tempo's created and in rhythm alone
A vibrational
"Temple" pull that attaches your soul "Our

dry
I been through way too much, you can't offend I
Plus I'm knowin' one true self, you tryna get by
I don't  Hang around with niggas, just tryna get