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Hey Jahseh, how's it going pal
I know you don't know me
But like, I'm like a, younger version of you
All I really wanna say is that you really,

Yo I wish I could bring back the west African black rhinoceros
They straight up don't exist anymore
Every jump shot you take you miss
But bring it

Weight of the wait on Renzel
I told lil mama I don’t want a Pen Pal
Lil mama spazzing she think that she’s Kendall
I just met up with the plug and it went

babygirl why don't you put it on me
Una bachatica y pal de reggaetone'
She looked at me and said that was her plan
Then she whispered in my ear she got a man

Hitting licks round the city
I'm from jersey where we
Keep a Uzi like we come from
Philly pistol popping, like a wheelie
Don't get shot for talking

ass. Don't be peeking through my window
I be growing sarons booty nigga indoe
Drop a fee. Pop a seed. Broccoli pitch bro
I did 28 tours that's a wow now

to run this independent so Rammy got no ballots
Her mind is like the way the streets wind in SoCal
I was cut off by my pen pal
Eyes were glossing over in

Whipping a rhino round corners
I'm blowing up lawyers and officers
Lawless encode in my bones
Born with a passion that you'll never know
You boring like

my cup runneth over, I stumble and go
And I mumble the chorus all by myself
Like a solo through the whole of the night until it sounds just right
Then

matter how the fuck I'm feeling ima smile
Feel like ever since the money its been wild
Everything we ever fuckin wanted we don found
Ops get laid down

tell you all about this pal of mine
He's my buddy, my best friend
When it's a beat I need
It's a beat he'll lend
I wanna take time-out, to talk about him

Lots of people sleeping on me, blocking the road
Judging by your snore PP you look awfully broke
My boy would kick your ass but he's just gone for

For about half an hour or so, maybe more
My fists are gettin' sore
So honey won't you let me in
Then I see an old pal just walkin' on by
He says "Come

and smiles all the while i might dial a sight or call my pal a magical radical attacking skills mathematical with the mythical 
rhythmical form melodical

little remorse
Once, perhaps my gaze was tainted with a selfish plot
But amidst it all, you showed me a Truth I'd forgot
A notion outdated, to many of our

The King's Curse

Planetary

Heavy Lies the Crown

2014

Hey this fuckin' guy I tell this fuckin' guy
You got a fuckin' problem with me 
you got a fuckin' problem my little fuckin' family, 
I'll smack

brought in a friend to take you to your end
What's up AJ? It's Bardi C
Your good ole' pal from Camp Swampy
AJ I love you and don't wanna hurt ur feelings

Know I'm gone steal that shit
Know I'm gone steal that shit
Know I'm gone steal that shit
Don't leave it by me, I'ma steal that shit
On God, Lil

the Steele 
I'm cheifin kill
Keep it a bill 
You hollyreal 
Pop a pill set in the feels 
And now I'm blasting through the mf

Bust Down
On my rollie I don

Y'all know his steelo so don't feel so bad
Seed call him, "Ol' dad
" the one the ol' ho had
Knew he was a winner since
A swimmer in the gonads
Okay pal

'Til Him

Nathan Lane

The Producers [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2001

'm well adjusted 'cause I've got a friend at last

Don't help me

Always playing singles, never doubles
'Til him
Never had a pal to share my troubles
'Til

Birthday in Los Angeles

The Maine

Forever Halloween

was boring
Then you called me on the phone
To arrange my birthday party

Well this ain't a scripted movie
I don't drive a fancy car
Those flashing

Queen of Hearts			Music and Lyrics by: Sean Oliu

Well I told my friends don't let me out of your sight
‘Cause there's a crazy man on the loose

phone 
She know all my bro’s got hookers on me 
It’s Brooklyn for life 
I’m Set for the flight 
Gotta book it by 3
I told you this once 
I’m Here for