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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

the ink and then you're done for
Ahead forever, fuck a rushmore

Grew up in East Orange I was naughty by nature
Where the vin numbers never match the car's

that last album was really just a sign
Who the fuck really wanna get played with
I'm just waiting for a moment I can get dangerous
Anybody wanna diss me

is for my fans, yeah, this is for my fans
I grit my teeth out here in this jungle
Surrounded by truth to see, I know what now this like
It's a gamble

Kirby
My album got nothing but hits wait
(Nothing but hits)
This the home run derby
I'm swinging to hit out the fence
(Swinging to hit out the fence)
I'm

a purloined lighter
Leave arteries flow choked like an In-N-Out drive-thru
Then evolve to resolve your clogged heart shocked by Raichu
Catch him blazing in

get a zigg zagg


It's like the more that i get it
 it's like i'm gross & i'm ill

I know the album is crazy 
but it's just showing you skills

c Ton

chopped at

The knees for being off by a couple degrees 'dafuq is dat?' others asked

On my behalf when I was back on track

And guess what came back

'it

I’ll be at 23 
All I know is our still be hacking at a music 
Career
 Even if I know I ain’t great 
Selling albums and mixtapes 
But there is no fixed