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their censor sat inside their mouths. I catch my hands cupped together behind my back and know their address is working. Quiet nodding into the room is

the police are two minutes too late
All you damned snitches will soon lie in ditches
The blade that un-switches kills violently, hate
They struggle
But they

mane I wish I never knew
And I got hate built up inside of me
But I’m a real G
And I won’t say no names so bitch the feds can stay clear of me
Mane why

Hey, Spectacular
I might as well just go ahead
And just spit 'tacular shit, bro
OG two-timer, you ready?
You know why I'm here rich Homie, nigga!

Overdose on methylphenidate while I got amphetamine on my dinner plate
Can't be sedated
I'm hyper fixated on fixing the rap game cause I fucking hate

And two parents, one I hate, and one that's fucking up bad
I'm tryna make shit work, working my ass for nothing
God, will he give me something
Smash, all

Might play the trap till outside looking sunny
Never no hate came from upon me, well maybe (Maybe)
Pull out the pistol leave him in a fetal
Walking these

away.
and be sure to dedicate him your 2 minutes of hate.
Write down a post, let your anger comes out.
Put a mask on your face and keep your eyes

your presence
Right now pulling shrapnel out my skin because you bombed me
I'm enchanted by your sin so put it on me
Building walls inside your gaze I

BADA BADA
YOU KNOW THE VIBES
Drink good Chop life
Ain't nobody worried on this side
We be getting money by design
On the inside , No disguise
You

awhile
I been this way since a child
Think I got way to much pride
All of this pain I just keep it inside, I got two daughters they can't see me cry
Hop

Welcome to the trilogy of death. When you die, these lyrics die with you.
And they will be the only words you will be remembered by.
I've reached

the thoughts creep in start to feel the dread
And all my fuckin meds
Numb the pain instead
Of what's inside my head
Depression getting harder by the minute
If I

These seeds will blossom
That's called spiritual poetry
Jesus Christ Yeah
He intercedes for me

And for a good minute now
I've had writers block
Leaned

and rustle up free coke
There's not much else to say you see I see it every day
Little baby heartbreakers you'd love to love to hate
Unfortunately they come by

Hold Up

Stat Quo

Street Status

2006

and they couldn't find me for a week or two, 
My trunk are open like pickable, 
Me I'm... to be sipping through, 
Came to blue, all my speakers blue, but

beat up on that pussy like a 808, 08
Man, I pop one too many
Mollys, might just stay awake, awake
Counting up big checks
Finger fucking on the blue

good unless two dice hit
Hate me even if I didn't ice my shit
Fuck niggas, make that money and lots of it
Sold four million and somebody got to love it

2 All You Hoes

Guerilla Maab

Year of the Underdwags, Pt. 2

motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders

[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around

Southern are sorry to announce that
The 11: 04 Southern service
From London Victoria is delayed
By approximately 13 minutes
This train will terminate

beside you
Stop being idle
And calculate what I divide through
It's multiplied by two what I'll supply you
Come on baby let the vibe through
And let this

later, they couldn't get tickets
Her show at the garden sold in two minutes

Sam was from LA, trolling every day
Telling girls on Instagram that they

Ophelia drowned in the waterCrushed by her own weightHitler
loved little blue eyed boysand it drove him to hateBirds
always grow silent before

name

two wolves are fighting inside of me
the one is evil, is hate, inferiority
the other is love, is hope, is serenity
then, there was silence broken