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know these niggas be shooting to kill
Man I just said yes I will
Took me some time now I’m honing my skills
Ain’t nobody telling me nothing
I’m a grown

so stick to the script
Na still you wey wan dey form cuz when i call them go say you dey sleep
so for real
Who you dey bill?
Why you dey call me what

bitch?
Need two life jackets, Lil' bitch
I ain't gon' hold you, I
Ain't gon' press you, Never control you
I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100
I don't know

Well it's been ten long years since I seen that chick-Ten years when I toed the line
Paying bills and meeting obligations-Not my idea of a real cool

through a system
Give them a helping hand
I was too busy standing by your words to understand
Because right in front of sight is the best place to hide it

AN ANSWER TO VARIOUS BARDS - BY BANJO PATERSON


WELL, I'VE WAITED MIGHTY PATIENT WHILE THEY ALL CAME ROLLING IN, 
MISTER LAWSON, MISTER DYSON,

need a B plan I'm giving my all when I aim for the A
I never get mad when niggas say no, cuz I know my God will give me a Yes
I'm on to the next said

angelicus)

UNCLE WALTER:
The clergyman’s pastoral pager loudly― uh, loudly― uh, uh loudly rang out, echoing through the vacant YMCA halls.

FATHER BILL:
By

I weren't outside twiddling thumbs
I was really outside tryna fiddle with drums (Uh-uh)
Yeah, I know about pain cah I been in the slums (Yes, yes

in the garden and my roots in the field
And the power of dem prayers I feel
Yes Lord, I can feel their energy
In my deep despair I know it's not

Ay man Austin, TX not for South By tho
Yea ya naw'mean
Just out here with the guys

Ay, ay, ay
This for the G's (Hey)
I'm finding my groove it's

love being part of that

Single life, a different girl by my side almost every night
You know I love being part of that
Single life, no tie down, you

should never be doubted
All true stories, appalled if y'all worried
For my land I'll ground hogs, applauds to Bill Murray
Called by God's glory, faith

Look, watch ya face, don’t you act up in my place
Just got a case, I’m talkin big blue bills I chased
I bought a Wraith it fly to mars and outer

on me yes
I know you think, you're a gift to this earth
But if you, worship at my feet, how is that gonna work

I got my own I know it's crazy
You can't

but in the back of my mind
I knew that was a lie
As time was passing me by

Nothing worse than being broke, when you need a smoke
Just to free ya dome

Hope that they’ll listen
Pistol whipping
Bang bang like Bill, nigga I kill it
Squill it, now spill it
Set the bar to the top
No ceiling, now listen

shit
Cause this some real shit
Yes I’m expunging all the hate
Know I was born to be great
Can't sit around and just wait
I'm hungry I need a plate
I

Yes! We gone lay back on this one. That's how we do it in Dallas! Shouts out to H-Town. Yes sir! We gone let this beat ride for a little bit. Give

Mic check one two one two
It's the reality and it's whole totality
This your boy Slim Dog backed up by Dukki Boi
We are the Crescent City Boys

hey test me if I give a damn, like George W. Bush
I keep thirty years younger than what I am, day by day I’m about to
Play some counterstrike,

You ready? Yeah
You know, you know

Crack head, smack head dead body, court room
Hospital, grandma drug deal, gun tucked
Hit lick, dip out fence hop,

on my mind is the grind get these nachos 

Thought I was sleeping freestyle on the beat
Bitch I am hungry, know I came to eat
I need the money, new bills

Mane a nigga had to get it out the mud remember them days
Hungry, Broke, lights off behind on bills & shit
All I had to do
Is get on my knees