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snowing
I'm inside by the fire feeling safe

It's not my problem
Causes no quandary
Not a hint of disquietude
May not exist
But it's a flavor
More colors in

making out with the serpents
My tongue stays honest like eulogies
My guys do favors no tax like I'm surrounded by duty frees
Never heard me this

hudai iyo beef
Mess na me unageuzwa spliff
Tupwa chini toka cliff
Nmeshinda stu na shingo stiff
Ka unadai war ebu share iyo lo
Gain iyo traction 4 by 4
Ka

to hell, I'd go I'd go, I'd go, oh yeah, oh yeah

Let's recline when you got some free time I see ya workin' that degree  now
That's king huh , lookin' for

the only source keeping the fucking family straight
Didn't had much, so uncle had to help
No father figure, had to figure out shit by myself
Ain't writing

Nobody safe as soon I step in the booth it's a movie , written by LouwKii
Reincarnation of Stan Lee
I got my squad in the studio looking like we're

try get in my way
You will never defeat me
I'm backed by this gyal army
Heyyyyyyy

Is me! De Power Empress darkie. Noelle Archer.
Long live the queen!

build a house
Protect themselves with fire keeping sticks
That's how bad vibes could melt
But when you think outside the box, they retain you in these

Broke in a Minute like Tory Lanez
Dropping rappers I can explain
Little do they know this is my domain
Fittest survival, fire by trial
Some stick

kept my head down
And I got everything
You see I'm on fire
I worked really hard for it
With every win
I just clapped for myself
Don't even worry 'bout

R-I-C-H-M-O-N-D, it's my city, yeah, it's my city Ain't nobody out here rockin' like this
yeah, yeah I set the booth on fire, every line, every time

a change 
So i move on with my head held higher
I feel so strong like i can walk through fire 
Prior to the shit that made you and i  retire 
So never again

wholesome show
Where you can be assaulted by the Teletubby Po

Okay, sometimes we break the law
But that's an insignificant little flaw
Our mission is

Paul Klee Fig Tree Tapestry
I want a Paul Klee fig tree tapestry
To hang on the back door of my study
To help me work for my degree
But of this I

time goes, and the older that I grow, I pray to God and hope the wait don’t make me cold,
I won’t turn, there’s a fire, then let it burn, until we scold,

Uhh the burdens feelin heavy lately
The gyration, the cycle spinnin in slower paces
I'm vibrating with earthquakes and I'm Riptor shreds by my worst

you to be there
When it's time to see the world again
I know we both have been cold
Let's blame it on the apocalypse
Remember Fire & Desire
Was written

to school

A young wild nigga from the E landed on his feet
And still kept it G as I entered A&T
The first one out my family to obtain a degree
Still the same

groomed to that degree 
That's 5 years of manipulation piling at your fucking feet 
You should thank Metro, Pluto, and Kung Foo Kenny
Ross the boss, Abel's

Where U At?

Professor Griff

Blood of the Profit

gravity cannot be escaped
Centrifugal force pulls you to the parallel bounds
A manifested thought that cannot be followed by sound
My physical is bound
But

Dying Freedom

Paradise Lost

Icon

1993

As a withered hand grips right through fear
The cold caressing rains
The reaping arms of silence, evolve for us to see

Overruled by a lack

Bruise Brothers

Blue Scholars

Blue Scholars

at first fuckin' with studio virgins
To purge the wack, I download the upgraded version
Now performin' our percussion 
Constructed up by the Persian

Horace's Aborted Rip-Off Scheme

Wigwam

Dark Album

1977

An operator by the name of Horace 
made a deal with Jake'n Boris 
'bout how the flop-house that they ran just had to go 
so they planned to have

leap off
Fire-ass slide in my pocket
Turn the heat off
Dumbass tried to run off, cut his feet off
Smooth interaction with the clerk
Off the sweet talk