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know hat I mean
When a real man steps on the scene
I can't fight it no more
Passions knocking on my door
Making me act out of character
Boy that got me

the gate
Predestined for it, my ascension is fate
I'm authentic Swingman, what I'm saying
You're fake i can't wait on nobody
So I change up the date

You're one in a million
When I wake was the first thing on my mind

Your love's like my drug
I can't live without it
That's just what you do to me boy
For

got tha spark
Let my dog bark
Let your bitch yap
Get bitch-slapped If this bitch slap
Can I get a hell yea 
Hell yea
Can it sell yea
To millions?
Hell

'll defend my beliefs
I'll always think to the warriors battle scream

Wolfpack! Fight to live or die
Kill to live
Blooshed! No more tears to cry
Tear them

that ain't me

And on the pilot's screen
You rid your life of everything
You're on your way
And as the trapdoor closed
I said my prayers before you rose

to tear you limb by limb I live with sin
Going beast mode like my lyrics have been to the gym and you know I live for the win

Legendary status did I

floating in the sea
I can't see land and there's no one here but me
I can feel something beneath me
Poking at my feet
I started sinking to the bottom

said no worry, come with me I'll take care of it 
Oooh really? Please just leave my world be, she said 
But when we trollin' down 82 miles she laughed

One by one they power up the tools of your dismay
Run and hide in case the dancing demon comes to play
Swinging to a melody as your life fades away

Maybe I should talk to your wife
I bet she'd hold me in her arms
While you're crying, doing your time
By the way I lied in the letter
Mama knows and we're

faith big as mustard seed
No good deed goes unseen and I'm no good
For you and these neck of the woods
The pecking order is
Mutated metamorphosis
I met my

Apartment 37D on a Thursday
Just stoppin' by for a second, showin' my face
Got no intention of staying too long, just gonna
Say hey and head

clouds above our heads
Beers in our hands
Beer pong tables get smacked
Cuz we Dublin double hitters
Like I fill my duffel bag with cloths n cash
When I

before
But I've never seen your face
You're so ornate
It's a damn disgrace
I raise my children
All by myself
With no help
From anyone else
Come closer
Call

ask Terry
They got me on the feature
To shell to your Adidas
Kicking shit
Call it FIFA
No Mexican, fuck fajita
I'm a ride for my niggas, that's gon'

eyes roll back
And I fly away
My body's in a fantasy
When you send me to the scuba dream
Ain't no worries in my scuba dream
When I stare into your eyes

a call of the wild
My music may sound depressed
Well, I'm anything but mild
I'll beat you down in
Ten seconds flat
Mano a mano
With a baseball bat
Ain't no

You're not around, driving me insane
A perfect sole, caught in a mind game
Woah
I can't take no more
Oh, woah
All these voices in my head
Memories kicking

Dear world, my name is Byron Henderson i just
Turned 15 this year i'm from New Orleans
Louisiana i guess you could say I
Started rapping at a pretty

one with the vision
We the type to creep up the creek
And kill everything
Breathing that move by the river...

You're watching a master
Of natural

the heat, War, now you six feet

Told God I'm sorry for the demon in me 
I'ma make sure my family gon' eat
By any means, I'll do whatever it takes
I'll never

Asleep at home brr brr telephone hello oh no where are you
In gay Paris but you didn't tell me it's just gone two and I've been worried about you

alone, no, you're not alone
Just watch the life flash, passing by
Two cars arrive, you're going out tonight, with me
You see, you never know
But you