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to your ears or something
Bye your voices do
You believe–what percentage of people
Here–and by the way, i’m
Not setting y’all up
I’m not setting y’all up
well
What the hell summer spell
What's it like
Going out
And no one knows what you're about
Abused and used and cut in two
By hollow man with
round, gun him down with the scope
I got bread, get that shit by the loaf
Thirty clip extended I let it blow
Bro let it go used to post at the store
Used
come by
Nobody for here
Wey their eye no tear
For Port Harcourt
Man steady dey aware
Nobody for here
Wey their eye no tear
Enter Lagos
Man steady dey
man
You know? But sometimes man
Fools be bringin that shit on they god damn self
Nappy headed nigga stigmatism at birth
Born to a family of four
alright man like
What can I do? What can I do? Yeah
What can they do but stay out the biz
I heard that he tryna switch
But I told em we'll never switch
Type
our boundaries and drawn lines
Exacerbated by all of us livin our lives online
Cosmic be docile, yeah Cosmic be docile
Don't be infantile man just
When I get through I'mma bring my dogs
2 By 2, man a walk in a arc
Sittin' at the front, it's like Rosa Parks
Trust me, you don't wanna see me get
setting traps, they was tryna trick me
Handle what I must man you know I keep it with me
I keep it by my side
Told em 2fly one thing I never lie
Told
to me as if you might be livin' it well
New York to Cali, be in and out of town, body by Bally's
I like the way you flex, I wonder 'bout the sex
What
Did he blast first an' ask questions later
I betcha they tell ya I did such a wicked ass earthling
Why did you kidnap that little kid, man I wasn't
She would fight me in the crib cause enough was enough
Man I get it single parent two boys yeah you did it
Your story is amazing yeah momma you lived it
know I can't make you love me back, my heart aches for you.
It's hard for me to make you understand, all I want to do, is be your man,
It's insane to me,
seems like everything is all Satan
[1st Verse]
In the new millennium
You can't play with nobody's mind
Man
Deliberately messing up a good thing
The Gates of Death Pt1 & 2
Written by F. Schelbert
I was born on a dry autumn day
far out in the south west
While my father was a rogue
The Gates of Death Pt1 & 2
Written by F. Schelbert
I was born on a dry autumn day
far out in the south west
While my father was a rogue
a boo) The peep show
(Peek a boo)
(Peek a boo)
(Peek a boo)
[Verse 2]
She's seventeen, but claims to be eighteen
Boss on the tip in the back they do
fine
Young tender, would you be mine?"
I get you in my car, drive you to my house
Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out
I wont ask, and I sure won't beg
Beats By The Pound.
Puttin it down.
You other producers back up and put them drumsticks down.
Craig be , O'Dell, that nigga KL.
Mo D,
ride
Used to believe in the man in the sky
Now we believe in the plan in our eye
Besides, if we tried to pray
Who would be listening anyway
Tried
speed up in ya boat but ya movin like the morning ferry
everything is ship shape, man a shift shapes
not out to dictate, reigning terror pon a shape
that’s goin have to leave
I guess it’s time I get used to you not letting shit slide
I feel I can’t get shit to you
Or by-
You claim that you care
But
casual
Formally introduced to a journey into the natural
The three, two zeros then proceeded by one
Laced like your woven tennis shoes before you go run
Right about now it's about that time
For me to say on record what I think off line
I made a choice to be a man if you ain't, that's fine
How you
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