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“I Hate Him” Lyrics by Sarah Solovay

He’s got a crooked smile and big brown eyes,
He’s not that handsome but he keeps them mesmerized,
With his

MY PARADE

(Music & Lyrics: Anders Wikström BMG Scandinavia AB)
            
           Verse 1
I prayed for the thunder
To come and pull me under
So

tongue in your butt and
Lick the poo oh baby
Said oh baby oh baby
It's rag time

I have no intelligence just stupidity
That's why these lyrics were written

SAINTS AND SINNERS

By Christoffer Borg (music), Joacim Keelyn aka Jake E (music) and Mark Mangold (lyrics and music),

When ashen horsemen laid

like, like a, like a lil', um
Like a, like a, like a fuckin', um (pon de river)
What you call it, like a picnic? (pon de river)
Like by the water?
I

know is step (yeah)
I was tryna be a drug lord like I'm DMF
(yeah) i was dead broke, starving by myself
Niggas ain't never help (yeah)
I was tryna throw

Yo, the westerm hemisphere, soften
Your mind, relax, so it sinks
I'm deep as thinks by Buddah priests
And Chinks with mystical links
The science

like Gangland
You could tell by the beef
(Uh huh, yeah, for sure)
Everybody joining teams 'cause we be
Fucking up the streets
(Uh, what? What? What

Who’s that? Get back, draw for the MAC
That’s right, that’s an Esco lyric
But right now I’m possessed by Esco’s spirit
(Headshot) Will have a nigga

the federal bank firing pistols
Predict the vision of a crucifixion
Dripping in blood
Before Lucifer's image lose in the list
Within oozing lyrics that blister

sell
If you'd change a word, or a lyric or two
And put it back out and
Pretend that it's new
Then maybe you'll grow in the
Way that he grew
I'm glad I

funny that I
Die by what I say
But make a livin' off of truth?
Ain't it kinda funny that I get overhead bags
And I ain't even on a flight?
Ain't it kinda

Hein ma couillasse, Seth Gueko
Drive by en caravane, oK

GEAH! j'écrit mes texte aves un stylo
Shit sur des feuilles OCB
Dit aux flics que je
Suis un

Gettin' head while I'm steerin', singin' Marvin lyrics
You wit ya dusty-ass bitch runnin' errands
Don't get embarrassed tryna snatch my karats
My niggas

by me
I'll quit hyping I see typing
You ain't got lyrics your trash on my ting
Making it dirty, they keepin' it clean
No I can't give em mercy, I'm

bigger by the day
Man admit it I'm showing niggas flames
Fire emoji's on all of their faces
Fire emoji's on all of my lyrics
Fire emoji's on just my

When in CPT I go to Coco (Coco)
I'm not tryna get caught by the popo (No no)
But when they smell that loud it's that dope though

I just can't believe

that make you sicker
Take a picture with the greatest spitter making scriptures
I shake the building every lyric just to break the requiter
And I drink

aux lyrics au drive-by, bye bye
Pourquoi tant de haine? Mon dieu est-ce vraiment la peine?
Shurik'n te le dira "Les MCs ne sont pas les mêmes"
Virer

aux lyrics au drive-by, bye bye
Pourquoi tant de haine? Mon dieu est-ce vraiment la peine?
Shurik'n te le dira "Les MCs ne sont pas les mêmes"
Virer

I'm a next breed lyric illustrator (jeeze)
Microphone incinerator (truss')
How does it feel to be Devs or me?
You need to get goat simulator (baow,

Don't Know Me

Byron Bank

Current Situations

gotta show me love, cause shit I love myself
A fuck I'll never give, I ain't got none left
Gave you all of me, but overlooked cause my appearance
By

Listen

Ghetts

Top Boy: A Selection of Music Inspired by the Series

2019

we guard the death so no one can record you
Them man are bystanders, they ain't bad by my standards
There's no playback on payback
I've seen so many

Kill All Psychopaths

Söhne Mannheims

Barrikaden von Eden

2011

sink deep into a verse
That explores all corners of the universe
Describe as far as the boundaries of words can
So that my words can be heard by all