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dropping hits, you buy it for proof
Cancel your plans, my show is the move
My album has come, it's long overdue
Guitar on my beats, I'm singing my blues
Sing

that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up

release
And I wonder what he gon spit
Cause every time I hear him rap
Is when I start to have that itch
To get back in my bag
Been pressing pause

lamb chops
Raided by the feds that got Fred shot
Scared of getting caught, 'cause we know it's wrong
Bullets in the ghetto have you thinking it's

don't have the land at that time
We don't have economy
So I decided to, you know
To talk on this one, because I can't rap

I'll call it ah open letter

how shit this album be
It gon always my first always OG
It will always be the first by me, Repea
We gotta start somewhere to claim our seats
So even if

good I give her Silver or a bronze
Know some niggas out in Lagos Wish they grew up in the Bronx
I may be paranoid I gotta keep a Weapon by the side,

somethin empty/
I got no envy/
A warrior on watch call me/
The Rap Vigilante/
AKA a sentry/
I'm finna ride/
Like the shit mine/
Not taken my time/
2020

to you
Or tell the people how you just dropped a shitty album
I could've posted the link to that shit as the cover to this song and probably could still

choose evil instead of goodwill overall
I'm often disappointed by people but then think of how many times I've betrayed The Truth and it's made Him feel

And I drop my debut album
And it's going multi platinum
And it's gonna be the hoods anthem
Aye!
Turn it up one time for me in it bruv
Nah nah nah nah I'm

of all this
On my place on this rock
I'm waiting for the day
That I'm not stripped down by the clock
The hands that spin
The times moving forward
I'm just

mind
You been through some trauma
I know that you hurt
Don't nobody hate for no reason to jerk
It's time that you open up with some new goals
It's gonna

a brief introduction to Wim Hof, without mentioning cold showers. I’ve heard so many good things about them and kept putting them off because

mbogi,
Na mkikuja kwangu manze bisha hoodi,
Ni Kitale in the building you know, ay,
This is how we do, yeah ,yeah,
TRICKS HR:
The Last time nili battle

Good evening ladies gentlemen!
This is DJ Bryan speaking, all the way from South Korea.
Today, I’m gonna introduce a song ‘SPARKS!’ made by nerdina.

all week 

It’s crazy we was good Monday 
Be careful what you speak 
That lil sermon that you preach will have you dead by Sunday 
Shit Won’t even take

Mister Duckworth, I hope this is worth your time
I'm up at 3am trying to capture what's on my mind
I'm writing from motherland where we're living

one time (music for my niggas Volume 3, take flight)
That's Migos and Drake at the Versace store (take flight)

Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me

on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck

lack talent
Still could make it far
Know a friend who got a classic album
Get no plays at all
I work for everything I ever had
I could never fold

Yeah, man, it's your boy J stalin
Man, you feel me
I'm just sittin' here lookin'
At this photo album, man
I got a lot of niggas that ain't here no

never underestimate
The main killer is just time, I'm flipped in my mode
That's why I'm out here, busting rhymes

I'm a star in my own lane, I don't need

said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well

There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by