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ain't tit for tat
I ratatat 'round your way
I'm signing titties today
I'm leaving if you're cliche
It's PM EST. eight
My name's a featureless face
No
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
on first." Costello: "What are you asking me for?"
"Reports from the new Germany tell of horrors leading to the total extermination of the Jews of Europe."
this
I'm just tryna eat this damn sandwich and get through my day
4 PM in the bed, hooray
Ya made it through seven classes that you love to hate
I don't
We took 'em back with this boom bap, now we finna head to the future
We ain't scared, we makin' music for everybody, you know what I mean?
I love
along the page.
How old will I be before I come of age for you?
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
IV. Seasons Of Man
We been reaching for the stars all our life
Ain't got a money counter so we count it four times
I don't trust too many so I keep it by my side though
Hey!
"Catchy, huh?
Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that!
But no time to linger in South America,
For I hear by the sound of the slide guitar,
That it is
Who youse talking to?
Eval said I’m quiet, fuck V Tech shit
I’m starting a riot
And you know what? I put on my gloves
But for the love of god choke you
bitches just like photosynthesis You thinking how it get to this
Block you niggas out like curse words by censorship
My worst verse, eclipsing ya
Got
the world
And I leave other MCs below
If you ain't heard of me, hello
Keep up stop moving slow
Boy wanna know what Boy Better Know means
For you to find out
your pen touch the paper write verbs and consonants
As the words become a sentence you start to feelin' different
The stress is out your mind you felt
remembered by your son, uh, yeah
To be remembered by generations to come
You a fool
You won't be remembered by your son
Nonsense, nonsense
I said
'Cause I want them kind of things to
I'll fly away
I'll fly away
I'll fly away
I'll fly away, some glad morning.
Have you ever been a prisoner in your
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
He said that I should keep going
Keep playing
And
And then I got
Again
You shouldn't use that word
You should say
Something else like
We found
work
AM to the PM and I'm doing it again for the
Work, work, work, work
Turn up with a waiter's pad I'm always glad when I put in
Work, work, work, work
folks
On one song she's your African Queen
On the next one she's a joke
And you ain't said no words
That I haven't heard
But that ain't no compliment
It
Can I get a reservation for 3
It'll be right around 4
Just let em know we kinda hungry you kno
And i Gotta eat
Table set, say Grace, it's time to eat
we call reality
Mimicry isn't mastery
Don't fall victim to flattery
He's in his house of learning not bothered by a bloody eyeball
You couldn't
of the year, DJ Dave
And his brother designed
Put together the music
Put it out to the people
The people said I was stupid with the flow
Went to the barbershop
conversations
The patience is wearing thin, it's up to us to prove victorious
Don't let the enemies get by without a fight
Echoing in my mind, what you said
was thinking about you and how
how I hope you're doing ok
Even though you probably think I don't
Ever think about you in a positive way
And that's ok
I
Hurry! Hurry! Don't worry, worry
I'll drive my best to make sure you make it out early, early
Exchange of money for a ride? That's my thing
One thing
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