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Yeah, R.I.P. Tito. Shout out AMG S S. Let's get it, 2024. Yeah, OHGEE
Wasn't supposed to make it past 25, but I did, I'm on, I'm lit. Shorty mad, but

conso' d'Hunter S. Thompson
Avec un poncho, j'peux tout aussi bien défourailler qu'essuyer votre sol
Vos débats dans l'faux
C'est eux qui galèrent

MAKE IT WORK
By: Kevin S. Decker
120 BPM

It's like yesterday
Yeah, I remember
Sittn on the tailgate
In the back of the school
I played the beat up

D. A. S. S
Like a goddess Yes
Long ass weave. Down my back
Pocahontas
With the braids
Got it made
I'm the best
Blessed, Flexing with the
Diamonds On my

Nudists Vs. Zombies
By Kevin S. Decker
Copyright 2010

Hot hot summer night
We see the city light
So far below
We pretend its just a light bright
I'm

DIRTY CITY
By: Kevin S. Decker
Copyright 2010


As the sun comes up I feel the warmth
An realize we've been up all night
The dirty city sleeps
We're

BIG
By:Kevin S. Decker
Copyright 2010

You may think I'm a little sick in the head
Why don't ya take a good look
At yourself in the mirror instead
We

What Should I Do Now
By: Kevin S. Decker
Copyright 2010

Hey now
Got it all figured out oh
How how
Do I do it 
Awww
It's a shame 
Everyone don't have

Yea

Mhmm

Mmm

Mmm


M S.

M O N É T

I’m a magician
Make his money disappear
(Yea yea)
He bought the flight
You know I’m walkin’ in through Clear

OUR WAY Tonight

By Kevin S. Decker
Copyright 2010

In this life there will be trouble
That's for sure
In this life there will be hardship
Thats for

descuidar ,
lo que deja es primordial ,
muy enfocado esta y nadie lo va parar
Por qué le sobran las ganar para chambear


Del rancho de la S.
Su mera tierra

even worth a dime
People killed just to see me in 3D, I'm like Lee crushing your lines into dust

Ulysses S. Grant looks like an ant,
he looks like

showers! We see the active role of
This U. S. A foe! Thru the experience of the community and
Its needs, we bleed! But thru and thru, we concede

Мне больше не знакомый этот троллинг
Это мой образ это нихуя не хобби
Выход в лобби моя песня будет на повторе
F. A. S. Мое имя это меня шторит (У-у)

south
S. Dollaz, Don Dollar, what you know about

I show this bitch really what this fuckin' pimpin' bout

brewed

She'll probably bring you back to 1962
Stand barefoot on the porch
With the baby
She's knows she's Hunter S.
She knows the gangsters are coming

Wojtka S.
Chyba mamy do czynienia ze starcem

Już komornik puka
Na ciebie już czeka trumna
Babcia nazwała cię czarnuszkiem
I poczęstowała cię paluszkiem

The Velvet Underground
William S. Borroughs
He's getting some more beer
But no more Heroin
End of his drug career
Hey Allen Ginsberg
How do sharks without fins

a pimp, for a G, wanna hear y'all cheer
Wanna see y'all toast, aye, cheers to me
Caught a buzz, made it out, of the, S. L. C.
I say no no no... no no no
She

amis.

Y a pas d’blèmes, y a pas d’stress.
Des sourires des caresses.
De l’amour, de la tendresse.
Y a pas d’stress, y a point S.


Technique sur le beat

meu salário
Mas ontem, quase passei no seu bairro
Sigo pelo S. Januário 
Xingando pra caralho
Virando no aviário
Com vista em mostruário
À risca no

nigga, fuck your status
I'm with Ben Frank, I'm with U. S. Grant and Andrew Jackson
Only niggas that I fuck with, that be round me, that ain't family

Estairs
Man, I party alone
Brown straight up, fuck bacardi limon
S. Crow, harder than carving a stone
Plus I walk the walk like I left my car keys at home

embrulham
No cadáver malsão, fazendo um s.

E foi então para isto que esse doudo
Estragou o vibrátil plasma todo,
À guisa de um faquir, pelos cenóbios?!...