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fade it when I hear a lot of bullshit 
That's why when I grab the mic I unload a full clip 
Of lyrics 
Big up to Grams down in Venice 
Defari start

these lyrics down
Outside of my town
Wanna lace em up
I'm making my rounds

Aye it's the groundwork
Ooh it's the blueprint
Cannot turn me down
Whenever I

music and I'm steady making moves
I still don't give a fuck about the money and the views
I take it day by day I'm just tryna pay my dues
How can I mask

cannibal
The money and the power you were born to be the devil
We work hard to pay your salary never ask for empathy
Blinded by the money and the power sold

Mr. Alowski, hulley, listen
They thought I wasn't gonna be shit
Cause I waited all week since I was 46
Nigga, the blessed beast like this

By 47, you

It's hard for me to focus when I'm down in the dumps,
Surrounded by the people who allowed me to jump
Not jump in the worst way,
Jump on this verse

venoms uh
make em watch us like circus 
our lyrics are enormous so fabulous
make a whole crew say this guys too dangerous 
infect your system like virus

and the essence of the coward was relentless
An hour and a second in, countered in defences
The fence is built by the mind, and a hologram
Shocked off your stance,

Hi I'm One I was sent by the god to piss people off and let's be honest
I'm the leader of this harness not afraid to pull this picture lies
And no

the ashes, reborn with a pen
Spittin' fire like a dragon, lyrics sharp as a lion's den
My flow's intricate, intricate as lace
Got the game in a chokehold,

it one more time for you to really hear it
I'm tryna make this song tryna turn my pain to lyrics

You really don't get it that's why everything goes

Sometimes I try to remember why I write bars
Lyrics come in waves, I need my lifeguard
To look cool you play the right cards
Hungry for the Word, I

angel even the music
Not
What she prefer atleast im doing what I love a lot
She hear the lyrics asking me where did I learn that at
I switch the subject

right at me
See the disease
Filled up within
Don't u trash me

Trash me to see if you can stand the wrath of me
Belligerent lyrics written in calligraphy

There ain't no fucker stopping me

X2

Whats it really with this Rodion? He's hard to handle
Man was mad, got his lyrics on a saddle 
(saddle)
Mega-mag

you know we here to win, I might take your bitch and Might as well go make a demon kid
Brodie is a clown, it's like he got made up by Stephen King, ay,

and a scared nigga

Really ain't no difference, I drop 50 on your head, though
Blacked out, maximum your hoe, she by my window
I told her to get low, she saying,

shit to crazy
Song Title: ""New Life""
Artist: Angel Andres
Lyrics: Angel Andres
Production: Francisco Javier Perez
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by

Rockstar
Lyrics by Jesse Blaze Snider

Rockstar. Beauty. Film Star. Wannabe.
Mother. Father. Why do you care? Why bother?
It’s my life. I live it.

flow... 
Sh*t start to connect

Life can be wild 
So Ill follow my visions
Take a listen 
Cause my lyrics
Plan my future 
Like the simpsons
N I will 
Smoke

ELCUBANITOGRINGO 
The king of Florida 
Olle Frank I think we killed’em with this one
Hahahaha 

(Dog Barks)

Song Title: Agua
Artist: Angel Andres
Lyrics: Angel

Un-education equals nothing but World War III

I'm getting off-topic
The problem is musicians can protect self-image
By conforming to others beliefs and
Stick

are changing
Just know we got memories that can't get erased by some renovation From knock down ginger for entertainment
And doing kick ups with balls

a lot of shenkes by my side
o boy i don high cause i don mayan palm wine
most of my dudes love to mayan Morkite 
I write on sand paper cuz my lyrics too