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Jeg bare ærlig, det de ikk hvad sku de sige mig

Henny hælde, ja det mix gør du ende i fælde
Jeg ser de drys taler ikk om skæl okay
Det passer, jeg

la polo
Sai che per queste strade io ho il pass ho la Promo
Ho il gas ho la weeda top dry fumo buono
Il mio brother top gun ti riduce ad un pound
Ha

la polo
Sai che per queste strade io ho il pass ho la Promo
Ho il gas ho la weeda top dry fumo buono
Il mio brother top gun ti riduce ad un pound
Ha

soon as it touchdown 

Ran da plug dry he need a front now

Use to smoke mid now I smoke runts now

I ran up a check I need a bus down 

Spend on yo

like I’m dry fitted Small bank ain’t neva beat my price limit I’m OT wit them gas paccs for the right ticcet if we on the phone ima keep it short like

snow
Double dash press the gas blue fire from the go
Troubled past less he has blue fostered at the home
It’s midday some say blue has two parents it’s

Woo-Hoo...
In this one
Ay yo Des we gone kill em’

Verse 1: 

Catch me on the 4, real slider I really do this
Burning straight gas in my wood, no you

Bout time that I give you old 9yne, real talk, and let you hang his ass out to dry,… that’s deja vu. You ain’t supposed to get it, It only hit niggas

flipping
Shit dry up
Nigga imma keep dripping
Can't flip once fall off  fall back 
Gotta dust yaself 
Nigga gotta be consistent
Neva had shit
So can't show

higher, higher than my ceilings 
An empty nigga, Im filled up wit drugs and codeine 
I gotta keep my flows clean like it was dry
Me against the whole world,

Go on face it love
You can’t handle us
Just hold onto hope
And everything you ever dreamed of
Maybe it’s best it all stays a dream

Suck my neck dry

and drink away, no escaping cause you're still fresh in my memories
Hit the gas n' race, hit the interstate Switching lanes, I numb the pain and ride n'
Ride

me tell you why
I kept givin' them my love and they just ran me dry
I done kept it so real with you, why yo go and lie
Damn, why you had to go and fake

design 
Ela rebola enquanto eu bolo dry 
Minha nave é blindada eu tenho inimigos
Essa vida é bandida, sou novinho rico 
Brota na reta aplico sem massagem

They say play the cards you dealt 
I feel like a king
Smoke the gas im high asl 
I look like im from beijeing
Bro started rappin but he love to make

your daughter ever leave me, then she won't be breathing
I be taking drugs to the face, I don't have a reason

And my mouth hella dry, but it ain't

Exposing many  lies,

cnd

I see they running dry ,

Breaking down a system I embodied

What is real

Don't need no introduction

They already know

ta forte


Fumando essa merda eu nem sei aonde eu posso chegar


O dry ta bolado esse destilado ta só pra garganta nois poder molhar


A 9 do lado que

so loud
Taking pics and videos, surrounded by new fellows
My popularity grows, that's when I rose
That's when I chose my path,
And hit the gas
Borrowed

staring at her face
She holds her own hand

Dry of smoke and laughter
She′s not even drinking water
But the Rheostatics are a really great band


And life

insane

or did I become a slave

to a card named master?

Swiping it faster

to fill bigger gas guzzlers

cnd kill in bigger massacres

To extract bigger

love (Burnt it up)
Keep on pourin the gas baby (Yeah)
Keep on igniting my fucks (Fuck you)
I might go and fuck a bad bitch (Yeah)
She done turnt me into

make ya cough a lung up 
This gas here real potent 
Cash uh, build up a not then apply rubber band
Uh, Ion use safes I had to master plan in the dry

Driving to Damascus [2nd Version]

Big Country

Fields of Fire: The Ultimate Collection

2011

I was driving to Damascus when a sandstorm rose
The road disappeared and the axle froze
I was low on gas and lower on hope
I covered my eyes and I