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pillaged (they make)
They'll box you up inside, and hang you out to dry, they'll rinse you and repeat you every rising tide
They told us what we're worth

box and I ride like a foreign
I'm lost in this world
Don't ask where I'm going (Yeah)
Hop out at show after show
I'm riding in foreign
It hurt me no

much we ain't leaving no tips nah nah ooh
Box of rubber bands in the back seat, no
Wanna see the leather come off like snake skin
cnd I'm tryna get all

her by now
But all I can think about is how

She don't remind me of you
You'd think that that was a good thing
It's sad but it's true
Should be

brought me home a daughter-in-law and a grandbaby by now!
If you loved me
You'd be able to fly me around the world like Tyler Perry!

Her precious

Strike down and rule them in terror
Complete an outrageous atrocity
Pandoras box is opened awakened has a beast
We sacrificed the innocent and
Participated

dumb, we go all out
Bitch, I keep a shh-, don't think we gon' brawl out
Shoot 'em down, tryna box me
In this spot, I'm busing' over Oxy
Sippin'

brother came home in a box
But he wanted to go, so maybe it was his fault
Another red heart taken by the American dream

And I feel it there, in

(right)
Box some books like it's fight night (night)
I just did it for the gang 'cause they my guys (guys)
Pop a Xanax for the long haul flight
Land in

me Hank hill
Sleeping on me cadet this hasn't Benadryl
I came from the mud
Graduated dirt
Raised by the rock
Materialized at birth
Don't worry

open up a magic box and see me there
Ready or not, here I come
I'm free
Yeah

I got so many names
Let Lucifer Longtail suffice
So many faces
So many

When you die they put you in a wooden black box
You are peaceful now there are no worries
The brain has stopped

Prayers will be read by a priest

been fed and let
Them decide just who I should be
So no I'm not proud just to be living
Only proud of the box that I fit in
And I'm taking it on the form

alot of the bad bitches by the 3s
And I got me alot and alot and alot of the Givenchy
I been wearing alot and alot and alot and alot of Alyx
And I got me

play by the hill
Then it back to the top shit real
Walnut Cealtest yea it is
Know them Eastside niggas to trill
In Mount Zion blew through a quarter mill

I ain't tryin' to slip
I'm just tryna get rich
By supplyin' the bricks
But I still kick off doors
And fly in the crib and I don't give a shit
If I

You can wait over there in the toy box
Oh that’s where the plastic people go

Fading skin and frosted eyes
You’re cold-blooded cool
But you’re

a couple grand felt like twenty G's
Million pound later
Flipped money that you've never seen
Box of crow was a pot of
Gold when I was seventeen
I grew up in

off ting
Took big, big risk in a Honda Civ

My OT block is Tobago hot
So I told cuz, "Chop all your cainrows off"
Askar blocked us right by the Costa
We

with heartache and sorrow  
All of the bills, pressures and guilt 
Are locked in a box In a closet down stairs

Now we sleep and leave 
Out of our bodies

flagged
Dappz don't box like Apollo
I swing them shanks and do it, that's facts
(Ching, ching, ching, ching)
Four man, three shanks, two bats
And Huncho's

You called me your heart attack
I called you my aphrodisiac
But before we met
I was a black box with a giant crack
From all the suckers trying

hungry
Didn't have a dollar, man that shit was ugly
Mama said be in the house by 7: 30
Mama, I'm outside with thugs
Doin' what thugs do hell yeah
We got

This is the loveliest suicide note I've ever read

"Box up my clothing for Goodwill
And give the poor my Nordic Track
Donate my car to crippled kids