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pull the mac out
That's lyrics if you don't get I'm too cold
Yeah they all come with it till they get froze
Surprise with the flow
You're gonna think its

wrong
Prophetic visions
Starting to see them too often
Poetic lyrics
Finally found out my callin
Might just lose my mind if they let me
Time for the green

for the clout
Judgin' by them replays, that real shit been in a drought
Let's talk about it
I was sixteen with big dreams and no streams
Comin' from

it
Nothing nice but lyrics
We can get explicit over digits
Bro say that he with it
Anyone can get it
Anyone can see it
Might just have them twitch it

you diss me for
Cause this mother fucker swore that he tried his best
To take shots at me, but his lyrics hit my chest
And forgets, can't kill what is

home
And I prayed that I'd find hope. Look at how the tables turn
Time floated by and it's like the engine inside broke
I created so many albums + E.P's

about the lyrics
Damn
I had to let it breathe
Flows cold but man this shit sound so heavenly
Ask the world how will you remember me yeah
(Ask the world

lesson
Cause corpses is boring when I finish dissected
Translation, you wasted the time you invested
Just to lose it to a nigga who use lyrics as a weapon

Silence is golden I hoping you dig how I shut them up
One man nation call for competition
I’ll be coming by myself that be masturbate
I be the massacre spit

a b-boy much, the native intelligence, the hip hop elements
I boom to the bap, rap and spit lyrics, created in the image, that many men mimmick
swing from

It's what we all wanted, but we had to fight. 
And by the grace of God we still here. 
I really held back these lyrics for many years

day by day
And you know I'm here to stake my claim
And after that I'm finna BREAK the game
I ain't taking names because I really couldn't care less who

and
Draped their hot souls out to dry
I guess I just never realized
How much of my life is passing me by
It's a little problematic
That my lips are so dramatic

I'm coming from the underground G
Writing lyrics like it ryhmes like ABC
I got my story here, come on and listen to me
Because my story gonna give

Jy vertel van daardie Previn se lyrics en linkshandigheid
Jy’t ‘n ander afspraak gehad nou's jy hier so they can wait
Jy sit en drink Savannah by die

a 3 for the life of me (Hell nah)
It's gonna take a lot more than genius
To get behind the lyrics to decipher me
I'm tryna be rich
Not look the part
Too

influenced by the same
Drug that took lil peep away
I spit so many bars I need a face mask
You play that hit I made that
I have zero tolerance I don't take

fond dans l'horizon 
Une gouttière pose pour une môme solitaire 
Je laisse tomber mes paupières 
 
Lyrics by Camille Bertault  
Copyright © 2021

ain't art and the other half is retarded
I'm getting dumber by the day I keep on hearing this garbage
It's kind'a hard to look out and see all these

of brothas that gone ride
Hustle until we prosper 99's on the roster
I need a bad lil shawty that be sweeter than dulce
Walking by with some cake, I might call

it feel righteous  You feel the it is  
Where real life lives  
But still it's lifeless  
From the realest ciphers  
Lyrics printed on papyrus pages

best friend died
My hustle elevated once I discovered my why
Through these lyrics, inspiration's what I'm providing
They say it's harder to make it this

by
Don't act surprised 
Like wait
You ain't never get like me
My name is AD
And I kill all these beats
With such a viscous streak
I'm chilling

Jesus is real, I know the Lord, I know

Jesus is real ain't no joke
People getting healed by the word that he spoke
Took two fish five loaves