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rolling

Know that they want me dead
Knew I was under the scope when
We stomped on the street yelling
Fuck all the feds
Knew I was ready to die when
I saw

mistake

For the past year it’s been me, mostly me
A rolling stone running out of hills
Stuck in a polaroid still you took of me
wearing your jacket
That

We don die we multiply
Never touch down till we touch the sky
I dey pass by dem dey wonder why
Wonder why wonder why

We don die we multiply
Never

a mill for every tear on yo face
I been working hard ain't enough hours in a day

Rolling stone
Shit ain't been the same for all my homies gone
Gotta watch

u thought me
He said, Pussy’s a commodity but dick sell better
Went from dickies and house shoes to  Invicta on my wrist
I got Bobby by the pound,

Free

Keni Thomas

Gunslinger [Tenacity]

2007

She was 21 with a rock n roll soul
Cutting her teeth on that rebel radio.
Sounded like Emmy Lou Harris and the Rolling Stones
Searching for

going 
Get the stone rolling 
like it's going downhill
But when you're going uphill
It's harder, I promise
Cos there's a risk of being crushed 

So I'm

conscience
I pray to my abba father
I've sinned and I've made mistakes
I know you know what chains to break
My God still Rolling Stones away
He's making

the human cycle, entice a rap revival
I've been here
My marketing plans are well off
My haters on the dick
Advise for you to get off
Papa was a Rolling Stone

that or they're liars with no content
My real names Leviticus the flow must be God sent
When I was a rolling stone it was complex
Now I'm tryna build

Cuz I'm a king
Call me king king
My dick is long, aye aye
Call me a king
Cuz I'm a king
Call me King Kong
My dick is long, aye aye

Rolling up joints

please (Oh please)

Rollin' Stoner I just let her roll my weed (Roll it up)
Rolling Stone I belong in a magazine

Beer looks the same in the morning as it

rapper
The rhymes been sharp
I'm coming to spit daggers
The hoes go wild
I'm making em' flip backwards
They know when I'm a Rolling
Stone or Mick Jagger

blunts is what you choose to do
Looks like I'm doing me better than you're doing you
I'm a rolling stone, I wish you were moving too
Stuck in your comfort

to go through this life blind
I guess it doesn't matter I'm used to being all alone
Samuel Godinho born another rolling stone look
Find a hundred

Penitentiary grown, cause I roam with a pocket full of stones
I wanna live my life with my life, ain't worth the living
'Cause while I'm dreaming about a Benz,

my laughs that ain't rolling
but your own genocide was mentally directed by
forces sweet forces that deranged you
or be cocked or outknocked by amazing

Dropbox
Got holes in my shoes cuz I walk lots
Spend all my money on Juul pods and Pop Tarts
Going broke by the end of the month
Just smoked and I'm finna

a whore and 
Devastatin' your boredom  
I've pored over it with more power soberin', I'm gonna roll 
Over it - "Out of Control" like Rolling Stones 
They

zero stones used
So you know who's, always solid when he's on the spot
No problem with ops when I'm calling the shots, cuz I don't pick a fight if I'm

killing

We stick together, no matter what
Wheelchair or not, I keep coming back to the block
Hot and in the spot, rolling on a stone and a rock, I drop

the past is forming my future, how whats dark is looking so bright
So I ride
Pickin' up the vibes
Peeping all the signs
Street lights passing by
Rolling down

some cash in it
Old fashioned ass whoopin, sleeves off like passionate
Stone cold Stevie stunnin mics with a beer in hand
Say your girl ain't shady but

water, sand, and somehow stone
Until at last they lead you up to a hole in a cliff
You turn your clever nose up towards the cave and inhale sharply