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JFX B-e-r-n-a-r-d
Bring the whole crew pull through to the party
Treat my glass like a baby lock it up in the car seat
Anxiety -xiety you can hear my

cuz
In the meantime, y’all was sleeping on the king
Dreaming and scheming for mines. By Any means
Meanwhile, the trials in-between were extremely

sister its a humpday

Needa take a break from the wock get slumpy
Wake up i'm in my own world who you?

Nigga act lost like blues clues
Brodie on my side

opportunity, I hopped in the stew
Ion need no one else, it's just me n the crew

I get them fast like the speed in my raps
Corny industry game yo this shit full

club, cut up and, uh, do the dam fool
Let a nigga tell you anything, then you's a damn fool

Ain't got no money in you, soft you ain't B4N, approved
This

nigga
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
With u today and be dead by tonight
No it ain’t right
Most of my niggas they stuck in a cage

shit ridiculous
Made me quick to go and cop F N
But ion hang wit fishes
Im the biggest shark inside the tank
Like nigga no pretending
She like you a dog

you'll see is death
Pupils dilated from the drugs I test
Take them to fulfill the spot that you
Can't get no rest
Laying in my bed staring at the spot that

put out by the capitol (It was)
If somebody in this country says we're tyrannical they're crazy
I'm an ancap
We came to attack
Let's take our life back

No mf time 
To a point I was home 
 All I could do is  cry 
Get the gun    
From ur room  n put it to my mind 
Grab a pen n paper 
Just to say my good

those who expect me to total and wreck on the road to success 
In which it's best if I 
Don't ever text n drive 
That way they get surprised when

or underlying
Never lying under or over trying
Not trying to get over by over hyping
Just get in for the ride yo the chauffeur's driving 
My name is Key come from

thing beat up.
Honeys for bodies,
two bravehearts, guns in the parties
waves, braves, bald trade marks to army
Is that horse it must be, I heard he husky,

Mark of the Beast

Boogiemonsters

Riders of the Storm: The Underwater Album

1994

the flavor.
It's the final test for the frontier.  N' the municiple
Is independent in the strength from the individual.
Voyage into Revelations 13 for a story.

out the trench
Cause it get grimey in the trenches (Ahh)
We be in the field y'all be watching from the benches
(Y'all from the benches!)
Niggas hoppin

[Verse 1]
Beats go bam bam 
Made by a flint stone 
Pulled up in a flying saucer and the wheels chrome 
New millennium old style for the juxtapose

a filthy and complete disease
I cease to exists in these rings of glee
I'm at least not easily read to beat a treat
If you understand my flow as you know

Fashawn:

(It’s Capital, baby….it’s only gon get better) 

We was banging like an African drum
In the back of the slums

My skin black as my lungs

I need them championships and rings on my belt nigga
I gotta get it by any means necessary

supercalifragilisticexpialidocious drop that ass 
On me and like Flex bomb it exploded (boom)
Gone get it pop that pussy on a handstand - put it in my face let me 
Smell let me taste,

dead
Always feel depressed, like a lot, it ain't fun
Playing Russian roulette with six shots in my gun
You're my friend? Not the best, no you're not, not

finna snatch your soul
Know niggas that turn black 'n leave you whiter than the cold
Grey hair trigger on their guns it's getting old
Niggas throw shade

why we smoking all this dope
Girl get up off that pole, put them feet back on that floor
Luh$in, Tell me why as a kid I could feel it
Now a young nigga

dead
Always feel depressed, like a lot, it ain't fun
Playing Russian roulette with six shots in my gun
You're my friend? Not the best, no you're not, not