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thinking bout all of his sins
Told me the rule of the world keep your trust to yourself and ain't nobody really your friend
Soon as you slip up and fall they

King
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Every time I touch the stylo
Niggas take foul shots like fuck a free throw
Weight on my

Never Again

Remedy

The Swarm, Vol. 1

1998

a number, tattooed to your body
Late night, eyes closed, clutched to my shotty
Having visions, flashes of death camps and prisons, no provisions
Deceived

collects my path's fee
Take a strand of hair from body of my work and know me
I'm a, shepherd not a counter, of the sheep, in sleep
The trophies, never, had

shakey, like wow!

Where did you get that from?
Looking at you like, "Bruh! Are you dumb?"
Get off of your phone and study the Word
And stop tryna copy

whoever was attackin' you
Offendin' you, you walk around pretendin' life ain't never endin'
Done spent your whole life thinkin' everything is off

wont feel it tomorrow,
And you know that we leave em in sorrow
Fuck nigga talk we leaving em hollow (Leaving him hollow)
We gonn take back the time that

Non-response, it keep me calm and all, I
Gather thoughts, Jack's still in my palm
That don't take me long, cashed another, gone
Mask it all with chit chat you

Ballad of the Naked Man
Music & Lyrics by The Porch Jackers
Mike Jones, Chuck Haston, Tim Winton
Copyright 1993, cll Rights Reserved


How we got

bitch, your ass is mine (bitch, uh)
You can get away from me offline
But when you walk up in the club, you'll be back in the bind (Flo Milli)
They ain't

on lies

Twisted up skeletons, that's all we are
Don't let the night possess your bones
Nowadays, I dance with ghost 
Take pills to quench my ghouls 
Doctor

your gun
That don't make sense to me
Used to be a enemy, now a friend of me
And I cut off his hand, if he try and knuckle up
And I get in the bands, buy

With the same ole script
After 400 years
They still hating on me
After all of my tears
Republican or Democrat
Why even vote
The country ran by

please take a bow and yo shoes Off (Now)
Got the old n*ggas looking up to me
They acting like imma Comet now
That's when they'll grab it from the cleaning

05 notta 03
Keep talkin like you bout it
Luh dummy betta show me
Skurvy take a bitch
Jus ta leave a foney lonley
Pop off the bitch
And beat 'em down

this we flip the roles have me harassing you
We gon take it to the suburbs not my avenue
And we gon move into your town and claim revenue
Probably pull

more tries
This chopper off of Call of Duty, but it ain't no revive,
I'll see your opp ass on the other side
Old dead ass, nigga
I do this shit for my

"Fredo, you're my older brother and I love you... But don't ever take sides with anyone against the family again."
Godfather, Caporegime
Scammin'

and take care of the family you left for me
It's a big promise
Save a breath for me
It's your boy Tobyjay
One love one love

Your girl is a milf
Thicker than a bowl of grits that’s 100 like Wilt
Pop nutted on yo quilt now you gotta take it back
Oh never mind cause she didn’t

You still playin games
You gon think it's a easy until you reach level 8
That's how it is
Make your opponits disappear into thin air by puttin bullets

whethering a pet
You were my pro test by god first time
I won that but I lost you as mine
You gave me a second chance you lost your mind
Coz the first time I

Do you lay in bed at night
But stay up on your phone
Scrollin' through the timeline
Hopin' that the time slows
Hopin' that your brain will go

constructing the ark, whenever the chiefs of his people passed by him, they made a mockery of him
He said, If you mock us, so do we mock at you likewise for your