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of her, the scent
She always smiled when they passed her by
Kept her laughs and cries tucked away inside
They never stopped on the avenue
Til they found her

make it , everything is mine
I go by the name of DA GOAT
2020 antidote
My music is dope
Don’t need to promote
I’m runnin for president no cap & you

That I would never leave
Point of this story
Emotionally, I caught myself
But who was there for me
Yes
Surrounded by a family tree
I was loved and raised

Drowning in the booze like I did bad on stage 
A nigga drink away his problems like thats okay
No stay between these lines like I drive safe 
I don't

done see the winnins and
I'm pitching innings but the music done spoke
All this news just giving me tropes
On Mile one but this life ain't no joke
Close

Let me tell you the plan
Help you understand
I'm feeling you mam
Grab you by your hand
Take you back to my land
Where I make them jams
Then we hop

Cause we live in hell, I'm speakin' for my people
No end in sight, I'm out here fightin' for the sequel
Road to the riches, I'ma claim my land
Find myself

I love my fye
Yah
Two twin glocks got it from the Russian guys
What would you do baby if you were by my side
How is a love story never gone rhyme
Feel

English selling Russian, American foreign power
Everyone prospers at twenty cents an hour
Half a billion dollars in sales headed to Alung

fucking plague

You never enjoy the pulp
you only eat the shells
you don't know what you are
you know just what is have
fools

This land no longer produce

Cool daddy, daddy Cool
Daddy, daddy Cool

She was the meanest cat (in old Chicago town)
She was the meanest cat
(she really mowed them down)
She had no

you vote for
Just you sing along

This land that we're fighting for
The red, white and blue
Freedom has yet to fall
That's good for me and you

Went off

shots of vodka and bags of that fresh gear
Brought from the dude shes been beating this past year
I’m feeling she need a pastor for prayer
Ah yeah

Pouring out dark red paint,
Slowly flooding the palace.
Her tapered fingers outline who she was
While the past hanging from
The walls silently judges.
Eyes

I don't want to live if I can please you by any means yea
I need to get my money self esteem up ay
Pronto I ain't goner any later yea
4 o clock past

You're a Grand Old Flag

George M. Cohan

Yankee Doodle Dandy

1991

Simply sets me off my noodle
It's that patriotic something
That no one can understand
"Way down South in the land of cotton"
Melody untiring
Ain't

Okay, ball like Tyrese Maxey, you boys can't get past me, shoot my shot, bitch, there's no passing
Lambo truck on fumes, please don't go and gas me

Feel My Soul

Bizzy Bone

Thugs Revenge

2006

[Intro: Bizzy]
The Lord can feel my soul, we are never alone
Bone smokin sticks and stones
Words can never hurt me, have no evil
Where do we go from

action
Bad bitches come with baggage, course her therapy be the fashion
Molly, lean, and I'm ashing
That's a triple threat, no ashton
Russian diamond

cut you n***** off
into little cube shapes
then drink it down
with red wine at the night 
looking at the skyline airplane passing by
more like russian

You have a Russian grandpa, get your bikini on
One of our team is pregnant, she can no longer swim
You have the skills to swim under water

Dressed to impress girl
Now watch me throw on my fit
Press the red button honey
Im'a blow up the kids like I'm head hunting
So come get destroyed by

with that pack I'm in love with that chronic
Top shelf gas ninety-three in my blunt yeah
Original backs i ain't smoking no Russians
And That's

gripped by Kane
One hit got me stuck
It's the hero killer: Strain!
Just roll it in a Bob
When it hits, you feel no pain
And I don't need a grabba
I could