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I’m on that album shit, bitch
Got my nigga Philthy up in this motherfucker
(Got my nigga Philthy up in here) what up?
(What up?) j Stalin
Chill shit

right in front of you
Is it any of your concern what i want to do
They stunt on you front on you
I might drop a new album dont know out the blue
Call me

know, stallion leading us
Into a hot girl summer followed by the
Coldest of nuclear winters
What does that even mean anyway?
I don't know
But, uh, hey
Dr.

every category
In my way, you are my quarry
Try to make me guilty by making a story
People will be trying to find you like Dory
I got flow like a ocean do

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella

Albums are going to be platinum
Grammys solid gold
Real ones in the jungle relate
Lions, tigers, and bears
Oh my
Hakuna Matata
Ohana
Osama been drinking

I hit gas and then I enter the room
Yes the album coming out real soon
Really
How much do you want it really buddy
Really
How much love will you put

divas
Pull up with heaters
Doug hit me then the long nose blue
Now i'm feeling like Skeeter
Okay
Blessed by the most high y'all ain't scaring me
I'm

And cop my album please
We got the ganja surrounding good vibes in every place
I'm on a level unclouded by negativity
Nothing to say
Trees from the golden

out to rethink
What they doing, what they think
Tryna put us in positions that are always in
Everybody gon' be no greed

Up all night, how you work hard

like someone else yeah, don't compare
I'm my own music artist I do it by myself, no pairs
Except for confiidence and Reid, that's all I'll ever share

How would you describe the album?

Ballache-pop, or synth music with a sense of humour
It's apocalypse-ready, cold wave club music
Bedroom

so blue
I can’t help it
You were great you were new
Now you gone
So writing lyrics is what I do
Do I make songs about you
Yeah I guess there are a few

beauty, by the motherfuckin' craziness
Raise your hands, make some noise
Fuck the roof, fuck the floor
We are free and we want some more
We wanna be like

Yeah, yeah

Watch on my wrist, it's a carlot (Let's go)
Lamb' truck talkin' it's a rollout (Skrrt)
cR-15 and it fold out (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

Look
I control everything
Cash rules everything
Around me
Keep that same energy
Uhh
Look
Wu-Tang want the money
Blue face all hunnits
Yo I control

Oh shit, I'm sorry. Where the fuck are my manners
Hi, I'm Lil' $ane. Nice to meet you
Ho, this ain't givin' rap, that's that shit talkin'
All these

Tarzan

Dappy

Bad Intentions [High Grade Edition]

2012

claped by (BANG) Your girl got magged (BANG) by that smooth criminal
I'm A product of my environment
I aint saying me and you are any different im just

Time to write this album chronic Future 2000
Time's no obstacle and we just arouse
All the minds that seem to be in tune
Ranting like a platoon under

Verse 1: 

Don't underestimate the reach 

Here comes that city brother who lives by the beach 

Defari  work for Likwit organize 

Dodger hats

on screens
Call that demon cheese
No more demons please

Red and blues flash in my peripherals
The hate is deeper rooted sits inside whatever's visceral

I'm out the box - I'm the pot - turn the kettle blue
Chilling at the top of black pyramid; acid
With pad and pen - more tracks than heroin addicts
I'm

did what I came to do, no time left
Say my name out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the best
Mic club dot net see me live in the flesh
You could come

Extreme

Edo G

The Truth Hurts

2000

make a deal off of blood money
Make an album off the drug money
Take the label money and launder it under the table money
And open businesses
It