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you can check my ground
And Im back now for a fact
So you can let somebody know
Motherfuckers forget how to act
That's until somebody go
That's until

troppo senza fare facts
Non potresti star vicino a noi
Sei troppo falso come i tuoi racks
Continuo a farlo perché ce l’ho dentro
Troppo lento ti muovi

to make a choice
I just might have to leave someone behind

It's a fact
c real love won't hold you back...

Evaluate your chances
Though even if they're

name
Cuz the name will save ya
Matter of fact it's the name of the Savior, the maker
You never have to second-guess that Man
cnd once you know Him 
You

over   spillage 
If it's war -anything goes pillage the village 
If it's love let it be known - I don't like confusion 
I need facts only no  binary

at The Devil and grin
I'm flipping the script, walking on a journey and trip
On the gurney and missed at the fact that life is a bitch
And I'm hating this

hard, some are strong
Some are soft and some go wrong
Some seek fortune, some seek fame
But the simple fact is life's a game

The world's the board

cash with a bag and a rake
But the fact that the fake wanna fuck with the real
Don't sit with me still I kill for the 'ville
Cause they need me daily

cowabunga
The satisfaction of rappin', spittin' facts and not cappin
Like I rapped in a plastic demon, swervin' through traffic
Now checkin' the gas tank,

to face that 
Made some wrong moves I gotta face that 
Fell in love with something else 
You gotta face facts
Opportunity is knockin I can't waste that

This digital life
Alternative news
And no one believes
An easy divide

This shouting on both sides
Impossible to hear
This deafening fake fact
Puts

seen I’m a rebel in fact
Tell the devil get back, fighting for my life a malevolent task

Yeah, all I wanted was solace
Tryna live with a mind full

Here's your loaded gun
Take your loaded gun
Okay well maybe now I'm having fun

When your day comes and see the light
Take your comfort in the fact you

stress in the bong bitch/ ain't really hittin on shit/ obviously something wrong.... with the fact you think yo song lit/ can't tell him nothin/ sucka hard

love girl, I wouldn't be sober
Two of a kind, you're the Marge to my Homer
Nights you cry, laying head on my shoulder
Disregard minor fact that I'm older

to the fact
That you've got my back
Every time time time
Time
Again
I swear I use this pen
To say this all again
Hear my voice if I'm gone
In my notes a love

a shift
cll because of the fact
That You know how to rap
cnd you know how to trap
But don't know to act
Cuz this ain't not act (nah)
Better learn how to act

trapped in a place with no sunlight
I wish I could save you
can't tell between fact or fiction
persona

your eyes only see what you believe 
If not

it did. Yes Lord, that it did
What doctor you ever known perform acting sick?
Impossible to get along
Lord told you, "This ain't your home. In fact you

to who you're presentin
I'm kidding, I'm messin' like a bunch of depressants
I'm upset for the fact that I waited so long, I cut up the line
I'm crossing

and stack it up this a old rack
I'm dressin like a vamp bitch I'm wearin all black
(Wha)
I just know she lying but she say its all facts
I heard yo story

Y'all pussies hating but do not know what the facts are (no)
You fucks is suckin' my dick then shoot up that black tar
The throne is vacant, but wait,

much, I like your mind
In fact you're boring
Pretend not being of my kind
You keep on talking
Of some girl that I don't know
When will you shut up

My tits, 
My grass 

(I mean Us)

We'll take it all
We'll take it all
We'll take it all
We'll take it all

Give us our years, our facts, our plans, our