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up in me
Dancing in the flame, the umbrella is useless
I'm building off of what they cant, I'm your favorite nuisance
Look how we played this one its
in the square
I won't let you run, nah, that ain't fair
So I clear my visions until I can spot him
Snatch him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
fear
Out here it's fresh water fuck your wifi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my
out yea take my final bow
Would stumble in the dark now it made me
Lost and found and I'm only living unbound
Wading in that water neck was waist deep
to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them."
8) "Never whine. Whining lets a brute know that a victim is in the neighborhood."
9) "Be certain
african king
Aint painted with that brush, when they see-us
I aint above God, but right now would be my zenith
Or do I know not, of how to be like my Jesus
get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your head can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't gon' really take no time to come through and murder you
I
the same Arenas
That fowl play shit won't fly with us, gotta standout character, diamond rough
A different kinda cut, make it clear to you your time is up
in the square
I won't let you run, nah, that ain't fair
So I clear my visions until I can spot him
Snatch him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
so annoyed
Chill on islands to groove with my crew
That’s a true story
Now fast forward
I had my fair share of fails
But I must prevail and get my
really can't stand
Seeing your face so now you ran
And you don't realize what you'll soon see
The way making love is supposed to be
With a player known
skeletons up, airing out all your dirty demons
Reaper might be creeping up
Let em' all face that fate they sealed up
Get em' all lined up one by one
When its
the stacks that I earned with bloodshed
And that’s capitalism, I use the poor for the kindling
Crimson drips down a Star-Spangled pyre
What’s another few
your bitch up in the shower, that's a shower fuck
I fuck your bitch and now she pregnant, shit, we outta luck
HoodyBaby, Master P's 'boutta 'boutta
to fit in with them
Would things change
Would it better now
I'm your family
Could you love me now
Had to start to see shit for what it really was
That this
that's what I tell them
People I hang out with ain't afraid to drop him
Got a lot of fears I won't let in my way, Out here chasing dreams that's day by day
"where the love at?"
Dip your finger in the bag to get your buzz back
I was wishin' on a star when I was that
I've been fortunate enough to have it my
thought that fighting than forgiving is what is fair
Suicide helped me to ignore being hurt
You want the state to cut your jail days
How you feel about
having it
Always treated like dirt
Full of hate and lots of hurt
Confused, what happened, loved what we were
Now all we are is a fucking shit stir
My Life
and would die,
With tender Juliet matched, is now not fair.
Now Romeo is beloved, and loves again,
Alike bewitched by the charm of looks.
But to his foe
get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your head can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't gon' really take no time to come through and murder you
I
is cold
So I put diamonds on my teeth
Used to run with lions til I almost got devoured
Now I'm floating like a dove and still ascending by the hour
I
a old dog new tricks (new tricks)
But I could teach a old bitch how to suck dick (woah)
Now can't nobody do it better (do it better, woo)
Tell me what
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