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homies share the chicken and blue cheese
I’m the man of the house and I own my own damn keys
Living young and free that was back in high school
Schooly

20k money making brothers on the corner

We sell it raw

It's the Re-Up Gang rollers, yeah you know us
Push Ton Key is back with the baking soda

Man, I think I’m changing,
but it’s prolly a good thing,
I don’t have a filter no more,
I’m seeing red on my mood ring.
I used to try to argue

my mind
I’m drinking as drown, smiling as I slowly die
In the lexus, took the keys from mom's purse
Fuck it, fuck it, this is how much love hurts
This

no one traps me for their very weird desires
BE back on the Canada track
Havoc hates all races even the blacks
Maple leaf flag that looks like trash

Bitch tryna calm me down (Calm me down)
I went and got a Trackhawk so
They can't hawk me down (Skrrt)
I never, ever
Ever even seen a black key around

me I meet his ass in his state
Break his face then throw up the rakes and then skate
All the speed let it begin
Spreading my ends in black shops

how I walk
Heaven seems so close, and you're the key to that lock
I'm a little shy, sappy things make me cry
A bit of a weeb, please give anime a try

By the time the flags rotted off of their antennas,
they were questioning who the real threat is.
Big Brotherly love is the 21rst Century's plague.

Black man nikikafunga na smile ka Steve Harvey
Mola pekee anaeza nibeba coz nlichobeba Havi
Nadondosha shit kipaza nakinukisha zaidi ya Javi
Kimichongo

back (time back)
But you ‘gon never understand
Until your kids get raised by another man 
Enjoy your hot boy summer 
Bye, now it’s winter 
I’m feeling

me up, threw away my keys, threw away my weaves
Snatched me from my son, braids to the back, state greens
Daily News, "Her career's over," "She was

I stand strong, all ten toes on my pivot
My city get it all by the ship load
They gone get it off, get it gone, and then they reload — Cpote
Ay, fck

YO!
Break me up out of these chains
Get me up outa here, cut the restraints
Stop looking at me, bruh, this ain't a stage
Gimme the keys or just

I'm sayin
I'm pullin'
up, you know what I'm sayin',
drop top
Hella chicks, you know what I'm sayin'
Black ones, snow bunny, Indian, Jamaican,
you know

I'm sayin
I'm pullin'
up, you know what I'm sayin',
drop top
Hella chicks, you know what I'm sayin'
Black ones, snow bunny, Indian, Jamaican,
you know

all black you dont see me but i see you
8, 9, 10 Bullet holes have this nigga fit looking see through
Had a dream that i went to hell boy it was missing

so deep into a piece of me I'd been concealing
It really hurts revealing all these secret hidden feelings
It's a fine line between torture and the key

prey to niggas who would just hit you and run
Don't envy those niggas cas little by little your success would come and they would grab a gun
Hoping

Red dot to the stomach imma makem burp
They don't like to see me rather see me on a shirt
I know she a red flag by the way she rock the birks
Always

niggas with a lot of hate, man I'm great
I don't see sense in this place
I just see priests in graves, my destiny wait
Just show me the way in black

Blah Blah Blah… Yada Yada Yada… (Can People Please Finish What They Sayin’)

By Twenty-Something DJ Franklin

(c) 2022 Raymond F. Quinton

Woke up

a cruel simulation
Dumb, deaf, blind, we defined by the paper

Chase loot while the truth blindly
escapes us, black like I
You denied legislature
They

eating more
Haa lemme switch it up
017 450 a week man that shit was tough
How I came up if ya can't beat 'em better pick up sum
We older now they gotta big