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along, hammers banging to the drums of the song
Covered in grease
The next track will be the one that we want
Aye, No Olivia John
I went over on my data

and reach my peak
But understand that I am very unique
Cause I’m the only man whoever caught this disease
You wanna be fed so tell me why is you complainin’?

24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by

24/7 I've been working overtime

But his momma worked and his dad was dead so he had to get his own bands up
He walks to the mirror and hears his mom's voice in his head "you're your

like I lied again
So listener, if you feel dark thoughts in your head
About razor blades and ropes and that you're better off dead
Or even if you just

up in your back keep it steady
We gettin wild off the bottle of Patrón
They shoulda known better than to leave us two alone

Replaying last night in my

with me and ion want with em
Either, its such a waste of time see i just wanna make bread
Get my music to spread, no dey worry my head
Live my life

her use my swiper
She got half off on a Louie purse
I heard she f**ked Derez
Well I just want some head
I took her to the bed
She pulling on my dreads
I

I'm kicking the head off an opp like a punt
I'm shooting afar like im tryna go hunt
It's YFN JAYYY so they know who they want
It's YFN JAYYY so you know

on a love day
Lost on the runway
Soarin over the islands my nigga on a Sunday
I had the fun way
I'm off the fun way
I'm Lookin for substance
And not just how

detached from my head
I do questionable things
I'm prolly better off dead
I mister pull up to the function riding deep in a limo
With Balenciaga on the feet

Big Scrilla

Killa Tay

Snake Eyes

2000

bricks gettin rich off tricks 

[Killa Tay] 
I put it down for my homies, Fresno to Toronto 
Imagine if I'm livin in dead, head hauncho 
All up on your

your fucking egg this toaster will leak your yolk all over the place 
You'll be dead before breakfast and make it on the news by supper time 
My rhymes

to pay
If you fuckin' with this girl, then you better be paid
You know why? It take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best

One is a prize another opponent
Tell me who want it 
If a bag up on my head  better put that ?
I stay with the fuckery 
well i take n***as money 
I wont

a fool
Baby girl go head
I ain't hear to make the rules
I'm feeling good
So I do a little 1 2
Uncle Sam in da club
Like I want you
Who is that over there

high of my music
It goes over my head
I’m travelin’ man with a gavel in hand
And a twelve member jury in
The back of my van
We’re coming to a court room

Empty the Clip

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls [Clean]

1996

no fame, it's breakin' you son-of-a-bitches off
You fuckin' around with the big boss
And I always got my Nina Ross
Ain't catchin' a nigga slippin'

these fans
Wishing you were by my side
But now I know
It was never in his plans
Had me geeked over your vibe
Had me feeling like the man
I can't say that

get down, bring me up off the love
Know I need you by my side
I been reaching lately
And I know that you down
And I love that you bout
Everything that

forgiven by your creator

Unforgivness isn't unfamiliar
My heart was full of it I was Hater
Life is a vapor
If you don't deal with it now you might not have

Find the beauty in the hurt
Ooh we're like pebbles on the beach
Waiting for an end that looms over our heads
We're ephemeral little moments time will

the f-slur in your chorus
Your song's still boring are you really better off?
I just hope they pull it up when you're tryna get a job

I admire your commitment

the head if I wanted you dead 
My boys breaking bread it feels good to be fed
We can hear you loud and clear over here 
I won't interfere cause my time is