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had a beer, I guess I will stay
Bells and the river, the blue it is killing the black
"Is that eight or eighteen", the sun said spraying a tag
While

the gang, I can make you dance so whatchu got to stand for
Drop balls on you, it's an insult, then do the macarena by the end zone

And I stay fresh out

is cold
Hang by the road
Don't need to go
We killing em shows
Collab with em bosses
Dropping those bars and y'all be like woah
Life's pretty hard but i

change for a twifta,

And thought he did a good deed 

By buying up weed and sharing it all wid da drifters

CMB made its mark on da country 
Kinkos Deadly

over
No more cold shoulder
Anticipated
Bout to blow over
Moms won't wear the clothes if it's regular
Plot on the team got niggas that'll pedal ya
2020

ain't got a clue

Saw you got someone new
Made my feelings more blue

Is he really fucking better
Heard you got rid of my sweater

Funny how time flies by

walked by, tried to catch my eye
Had him on his tippy toes won't lie
Richgirl put em on a natural high
Now you wanna play it off
And act hard
It is what is

already horny
We in a state of emergency, fire burning & scorching
New reporting of a body laid down by the trolly
& you really think i wan be outside
I

Move! Don’t get hit!
I’m about to throw a fit
I kick they feels like boulders
I’m over this and it’s cold as shit!

[LaTreezy]
What the fuck, What’s that

of a liberated chick, and our empathy

It sat alone, abandoned and cold
Taken under a tanktop out to the country
It's fiction, I know, but nature had to go

in the cold
I think I'd rather take
That agony over these mistakes
But looking it in the face
It leaves a different taste
Cowardly thought
It leaves

aggressive
Feeling oppressed by the system and it's message far from level headed
Chapter femme present eccentric reinvention redirected
All the rage

youknowhatI'msayin'
revolution, yo
check it out, yo

Chorus:

The La's invincible
you thug cats i'ma stab on pricipal
better off dead workin' with a glass, go ahead
you

Cold nights alone
Stars shining bright
Your face like a ghost
Haunts every night

Soft whispers fade
Echoes in the breeze
Your touch felt like fire

don't know by now then it's best you leave
Can we get it together
Me and you was supposed to make it through any weather
It's times that I think it

anger
Play a game of Russian roulette, it's whatever, I'm that nigga
Don't wanna get out of bed, I'm in a bad place
Try to avoid going outside to hide

startled she thought it was hilarious
You thought you were anxious then but now it's getting scarier
You start to stutter grays may change to blue
You can

Check it out
Ladies and gentleman
I present my self
I go by the name of Sol you know
I'm here to introduce the album
The first album of the D.O.A.

to get beamed
For a flat screen, blue jeans and a shot of morphine
Your body fold on some age old beef, you put on hold
Its was told, revenge is best

reliable
All about keeping our world cold
Put that on this that’s wasteful
Humbled by the name of King Pull
Got a big room, Yeah it’s sound proof
Don’t want

a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.

things to change
Cause all this change bringing pain
But it’s changing just the same
Outside I see a battle for the heart of the city
Every part

or I'm coming for your fucking neck
I know it's in my name but on this track I ain't feeling dead
Super Saiyan drip wrapped around my waist and by my legs

looking for love it will find you
Drowning in tears and pierced by blades you've learned to sharpen yourself
You've played make-believe to make people