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to arise
You've closed your eyes you've lost your drive

When the pain erupts you just
Spark up drink up shoot up
Better let it up smarten up and give it up

Another star shoots clean across 
The sky over my head
I keep thinking about 
The last thing that you said
I wonder if you see this sky wherever you

Big dreams, small city like a fairy tale

Still I shoot for the stars 
But I land on the moon hey
Man I'm Armstrong
But I'm black 

So I got a point

You my sugar bush 
I'm a sugar burner preeee
Got a sweet tooth yeah I love nectar flex
I'm a lover not a fighter I ain't gangster yeah

Only shoot with

하나도 안 두렵지
뒤에 내 동생들 beasts
Shoot it 난 절대 no miss
처음부터 루피는 king
뿌려 우린 비 make it raining rain
관둬 그냥 너희는 misfit 길을 잃은
보여줘도 you is numb numb numb numb

in my sleep
There ain't no challenge that's too steep

Shoot flaming arrows in my sleep
And raft the narrows in my sleep
I walk with Pharoahs in my

but no mystery

Oh oh oh everybody wants,everybody needs
Oh oh oh shoot'em in the heart, drop'em  to their knees

DECADANCE ON THE 10TH STREET 
it's

Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh

We go by faith
And step with grace
Shoot for the stars
Gather around
Lost and then found
In our hometown glory

And we keep

His mind racing, run, throw the gun, shoot, squeeze
But Malcolm came right to his senses, got down on his knees
The saddest thing about life it keep

Talk My Shit

Young Dro

We Want Smoke

2017

the stick
I ain't tryna hear shit

[Verse 3: Young Dro]
Air it out to my man con, I'ma shoot y'all and some
When I pull up with a stick, we gon' hold you

yeah, ay, I'm tryna count these bands
I ain't talkin' 'bout bird gate, but I'm tryna hop in this bed
On the block we lurkin', shoot a fuck nigga in

to tax me
4 gon' load up K and shoot out black beans
Trappin' with my shawty, make me happy
Spot him lacking, hope he got an ID
From that wild, wild,

man
I ain't talkin' college, but my shoes cost a couple bands
D&G on, lil' six-hundred on my belt
Don't need no shooters, I'll shoot 'em myself

Mirror

G Herbo

Humble Beast

2017

ready to shoot somethin'
In a Corvette, two gas, ride with the roof back like fuck nigga do somethin'
Bitches see me, go, "who dat?"
Yeah, big G Herbo,

Age of zombies

Misbehaviour

This World Will Disappear

2016

Fear, fear
Will disappear

Run never stop running
No salvation in no place
Kill kill the death
On head that has the shoot

Run, run
Fear, fear
Conered,

coming straight at your neck
Shoot and reload up the next
I never ever complain
I never placed up the blame
I was detained, they throwin' dirt on my

Bobby Brown

Belly

Mumble Rap

2017

you could shoot up, stay low and move up
Hear my drop shit pop, I'm too clutch I'm taking too much
Pull up that with pom pom, who been gassin' you up?

Hol' me! 
Shoot it in like you Kobe
No! No one can do it better than that
Listen to me baby, like it slow like that
Come here, come here Papi
Lemme sit

a mistake
Done squeeze di trigger now it's too late
Think before you shoot end up Ina di Sam place
Jail without bail next man have you tail

Don't make

baby mama I aint leaving
Told my side bitch quit scheming
Thick ass trina in a skirt
Told her swap the pussy for a verse Shoot the video in a vert
With

And he's breaking the bank till it breaks you in two
You know he cannot be seen with someone like you
Drown the past, make a scene and then shoot up

The heart is a bloom, shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room, no space to rent in this town
You're out of luck and the reason that you

Organize your original culture
Shoot out!
化石の叫び声 ほら Du-da
Uh, uh, uh, (Mr. Diggy C'mon!)
ア アラララァ ア アァ!
ここって時のため時間かけて
Pool してんのは内緒 (内職)
充実 (No休日)
It suggests

a warning or a sign
There is only one thing left to do

Reach for your guns
Now it is draw or die
You fire your arms
shoot then get shot
Drop to the ground