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voluntary, nor one that you can show
A noose that's tied so scarcely merely acts to keep you on your toes

Everything you've been's grown toxic, disguised by

of an army broken
In the words of a spell unspoken
My defender of kings, we bow
And follow by your side

Masters of Rock
Sing for me

In the valley

at least. I ain't treat em the way Too $hort told
Back when album number 10 was slapping out East O
And I was riding with my pops everyday in section 8

kinda struggling just by myself
I'm just thinking
I been thinking too much, way too much
I'm just thinking
I been thinking too much, way too much
But,

Hey songwriter, where have you been
I haven't heard from you in a long time my friend
That first album you dropped got me through a lot
I played it

up in that Mitsubishi, sliding by the creek
I said sum, I just want my check, I don't want no interruptions
I got that gwala on my mind I think my head

Nine died,
Ate two seven,
Equal eight, 
Who tryna get six next?
Tryna skip the full album
335,
That’s another dead man,
Two shots to his dome,
They say

young whipper snapper
Delivering the messages like a broadcaster
Always looking dapper this is long awaited
Album mode only rated activated
Sometimes I'm

album on Adderall, fuck it though
Nowadays I need a dose of reality
Couple grams of life and a few lines of family
My mom told me this is like some

Forever Friends is more than an album
It's a manifesto
It's our hommage to the eternal bond
That music can forge between souls
A testament

Zealand
I been gettin to the masses
100 Ms for the family by the time my body turn into ashes
When you turn Ali
People still try calling you Cassius
They

when I'm chasing the lights
I said what I said I don't ever feel right
I lay up in bed with my demons they bite

I been in my room I been making an album

nemohol rapovať bárjaký lokaj o streete
Vagabundi by ti zlomili tvár, to zvyklo tu byť každý víkend
Fighty v uliciach, na diskotékach, tam sa dá vravieť o

me through
This spell outta hell hits me like a flu
Screw you
Screw you

I rather would die than meet you by two
Your spell outta hell hits me like

made it
Makin’ a check 
Off of an album 
That I had released in 2010
Whippin’ a vet
Cross me once 
I pull up you never gon’ see me again
Shooting direct,

zapewni jutro spokój
Przez beton Cardio w jebanych kłębach smogu

Ziomale tu lecą na żywioł nie po to byś kurwa pokochał ich swag
Odkłada się kolejny tysiąc

Dziś każda zawistna kurwa wpierdala resztki w kanale, jak szczur

Wrogowie się łączą, by stać się nam wrogiem i nawet w zespole klękają do kabla

Salgo su un paio di

Włoska modelka w Milanie
Na dachu chce ze mną zajarać gibona
Najpierw potwierdza to na instagramie
Że to popularna persona

Chce by

Lukasyno Peja black album
Tak to robią stare wilki

Niczym mrok który spowił miasto czarny charakter
Tak bezszelestnie się skradam każdy krok jest

And pantsuits owned by Hilary Rodham,
So just do me a favor
Take this album and blast it
And Understand you just been blessed With an instant classic
This is what

take a shot are you gonna chase it
In a crowded room I see no faces
Only by yourself I see you facing me
Only for the night you find your space in me

just want to get into that club to shake her bottom
She think if she drink this liquor then it's gon' dissolve 'em
When she grabbed me by my neck, I

gohan
by himself
without dad
tryna fight cell
is it bm or ysl
is it bm or rockafella
i can spin him of the beat wid my accapella
sip a cold copella wid

be steppin' in, Porsches I be ridin' in
So take your damn vitamins, My album cover's violent and I'm never takin' Vicodin
But it feels pretty nice