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Daily Duppy 32 edition it's my birthday
Celebrate with
Me hang tight SOS on this though
Mikey and Mo words

I nearly broke my back trying to hold you

who the fuck I' am
Lengend Prince of Belair
Chevrolet readin belair
Sit in that bucket seat repeat
My fuck it sheet
Bucket list Young'n shit like a old

So what if our zodiac signs don't align
I'm tryna make you mine, girl and just mine
My mind and your mind are on the same time
My sight and your

this shit overnight, like we ain't have it rough
So I go ahead and just do it, I feel like Shia LaBeouf

Rally up the troops, prepare for war, this is my

Try to catch up you get caught up boy
All you do is fuckin cry, cry, Cry, like a toddler, boy
You can see it in my Motherfuckin eyes
Yeah I want this

to myself I’m my own man
I make decisions on the premise of whether or
Not that I will be my own fam
But look I ain’t no stan of me
The self-critique is real

when its really for Prada
Let the whole team poke her face with out lady gaga
So you can save da theatrics this is real-life drama
My only question is

Journalist Gonzo, Hunter S. Is
Rolling up Fronto
Fake out Supreme drop, they took
My red & white Tonsils
Underground Rails, cocaine,
Provided by Chapo
Burnt my

have told
And worth is found in the other half of your man
And kids packed in a van
But you already know, the second half of your twenties
So much more

your shot

Cuz you Break my heart
You break my soul
Like I'm made of glass
This is getting old!

But to be quite honest, I can't say goodbye
When I'm

must not know who he is fucking with
Getting to the bag so you can say I'm Bill Trumping it
My cluster wrist mustard whip Jason mask and a hockey stick
I

& I memorize your quotes
I'd invite you to yourself, I'd love to be your host
So you see what I see, you mirror all my hopes
They say chivalry is dead

You getting old when the club ain't really fun no more
Everything these n****s doing, i done done before
Only difference from my problems, ion run no

Yeah yeah
One Two One Two
What Up Yooo 
It's your man Reborn tha Rebizzle
You know what I'm saying
Coming through with my man 
Q The Prophet

here I sit, a foolish bore
no wiser than I was before
No dog can live like this
knowledge gained is far from bliss
So I resolved my soul to free
through

get out of my face
If you have nothing important to say
If man drawings, makes you groan in pain,
You contemplate
Wasted cum you are
If A is as close

Oh my God Nate
Nate you can't. No no. Come on man
I got enough shots to last me a whole triller
All that tough shit he rappin' I swear I don't really

left you in the cold
Isn't much for consolation when you feel so weak and old
But if home is where the heart is, then there's stories to be told
No, you

stomach none of that fake shit
Throwin' up bile on the white tile mansion, I was stayin' in
Came from the bottom but at the top it ain't what it is
My

but it won't last
And I know
To lace my boots up and pick my path
I'll find another rainstorm to fill my glass

So quote my life as written by anonymous

don't happen is by voting tactically
I.e voting for the party you hate least 
So the one you hate most don't just win automatically
In the past this

to overthink

I remember racking at the shops once a day
Pocket full of dreams, that's just a phase
Another year passed
I don't wanna cut the cake
My old man

gotta work
Remember
I broke down and told y'all you're not listening
And so now, it seems that I can't stop distancing
But this is for my dreams

surround myself with important people
I always look out for my people, we more than equal

Old dude say he want it with my cousin, I'm trying to see 'em
I'm