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her arms
and send him on his way!!!

dont try to patch it up
tear it up tear it up
wash him out dry him out
push him out fly him out
cancel him and let

dance and nice it up pon location
Gun ting we fling weh mi sing nuh matta di nation
Call and request this one dat's up pon yuh station
Man dem a call it

Fritos Nathan and t the day ones
My main men always devoted like nuns
Who will always listen to me spit on the drums
When I was down Fritos you stuck up

Fuck lets go
Yeah look we came out the dirt, they never gave us nothing
Chopper with the drum but I don't play percussion
Bought that hoe a bag

round shit ain’t no toy
Xd came with an extra clip
I hit your block up I make it flip
Seven six two i hit up your whip
Fifty round drum i aim at your

I mean
Simple drums for a simple man
How did I get out of Iraq
Hah
I ran
(Just to be clear I wasn’t actually in Iraq, it was a stupid joke)
Take me

conversation all the times, I was

Forged by the fire pacing making moves like the matrix
Just beating to my own drum no Kadence I'm waiting
I'm waiting You

on the run
Tryna find you
And then I got you but I lost you
But it wasn't my fault
Don't know what to do
I got Young Sinatra drums
This last year has been so

That nigga a punk i ain't your babysitta
I'm grabbin that jawn and i shot at his liver

I gotta run up them racks
Keepin it all in a louis backpack 
My

Now I'm telling all the rebels that soon you will be dead
Marching to the drum, our flag waves high
We're cooking up the victories and feeding you

keep it movin adios
Go and get ya money get ya fuckin money
Go and get ya money get ya fuckin money
New vybez for the one time
Two time for the drum line

I woke up with both sides fuckin with me
Fo my fuckin city
Know I gotta bring it back
Bring it back
Both sides fuckin with me
Fo my fuckin city
Know

the moonlight
Drinking all night
To the sad songs
Living it up in the club
To the dance songs
Calling up the line
In the night time
Hearing heartbeats

toes when I hit it
Up all night dialing my digits, she gon' feel it when I switch it
Feels like the switch has been hit, and I spend all my minutes

gon keep speaking on my name so
Hold up nigga let me hit em with the KO 

I'm just messing with em, this an Exorcism
Bringing out your Demons, shaking

Smoking gas got my eyes low they thought i was from Yokohama
See my dedication no DJ Drama
Milf white bitch look like Madonna
We got more drums than Nirvana

in the gutter
How'd I take so many losses
I got back up and tried to shine like I was something
You threw some dirt
I wiped it off like it was nothing

A state of total disorder
Not a little bit of disorder
But total disorder
I was stuck up in the crib
What it do, what it’s doing, what it did?
I had

pannin' and I'm flyin on the 808 drum
I'm stepping but I ain't trippin on X or an ex girl
So I stay sippin on lemonade, sippin no lean, no
Dippin no T, so

Shit gettin' brazy on my side
Gotta keep a few Glocks in a hot rod
Light up your block call it Hot Wheels
Cookin' an op like a hot meal
I pop a nigga

we did it for fun 
Gotta be cautious cause the cops a beat that block like a drum
If you black and you alive, you stick out like a thumb 
I know my

of past years 
built esteem up
erratic in nature, but still keen to dreaming
Steven King winters, subliminal shots for dinner
out of place in this new

I love to dance in this magic night
I hear the sounds of drums so far away
I hear the stories and it never gets too old
I'm singing a song for

these fuck abusers and fuck the fucking rumors

Fuck em, and I will dare anyone
To face me up headfirst while I'm laying these drums
The pain that