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how i'm raised 
Gotta keep on workin to get paid lyrics jus be flowin through my brain
Everything done changed i been feelin stuck up in my ways 
I got

to sleep)

Hook
Real lyrics with real bars (real)
Real rappers not reality stars (real)
Substance not hoes, guns and cars (nah)
Real hip hop show me where you

I love it when she say the lyrics to my songs
I just sit back and wait for your call
Like Kyree Irvin I just wanna ball
Money really makes me feel

these lyrics and I get to refining
I'm just shining, I'm gliding
I'm just walking through the school and the students are fighting
All these pictures I'm

Suburbs and hood can't tap out
Look but can't touch not allowed
My lyrics if it come out my Mouth
Don't tell but show what I'm about
Suburbs and hood

Hey Mister Lyric! Have you got some lines for me
I’m sat here in my music room with just a melody
Some words would be so welcome now and you write so

Oh
My name is irrelevant
It's not about me but these 3 elements
Father, Son and Holy Spirit
Holy lyrics we embellishing
It's not about me, it's not

lyrics are pictures and we're only the frame
Cause we drive the highest wave
There is no one to save
We do moves everywhere
That's why you know us by name

loves my songs

Take my pain and I sing it
Take my pain and I sing it
Take my pain and I sing it
Write it in my notes
Now your bitch she know the lyrics

На башке дюрага Mike Amiri (мммм)
На морозе guappa like a kiwi
Выкопали глаза это lyrics (lyrics)
Скользящие стены это WILLIE (willie)
Это Mike Amiri

my time so im steping like i own the whole floor (step it)
Broke the rules just to do it like i done poaching
Blessed with lyrics and it feals like i

I gotta make this shit perfect
Make sure my lyrics are perfect
Make sure my vibe is perfect
The treasure I'm bout to unearth it
Perfect

I gotta make

Mmhmm
CounterAction
Ah Ooh

Ooh Well Well
Ey


Chain smoking
Chain smoking again
Writing lyrics with this very old pen
Scenes have past and they’ve

Whassup - LowFlow93
I got lyrics for this for express my feelings with art/
I'm spitting lyrics on my wrist and flowing on the Mic/
cre you willing

When everyone was listening, you could just blast them by yourself
And learn every fucking lyric to them
I loved it so much, it was like hysterics

TINTED GLASS
Step on the scene, I'm the coldest cause I ain't my lyrics so I say they cut like a knife
Badass facts, no one can deny when I spit my

to make a choice
On the words I wanna use
To tell you I love you

The perfect words are hard to find
And I know not every lyric has to rhyme
I'm sure what I

you just fake it

Take their words and put it in yours
Now think of them as a chord
With the right beat be like a sword
Attacking lyrics till they mourn

the volume low
		I promise I’ll be gentle, we’re instrumental	

Tag (2x) :	We need some lyrics babe, some lyrics babe
		We need some lyrics babe, some lyrics

the fighting
The breakdowns
The trials and tears
Made me think
That I need you
But that just wasn't real

So thanks for all the lyrics
But I've had enough
I'll

I'm just tryna' flaunt around.
Yeah, my lyrics always haunt, but I never let my guard,
Down to nigga who always thought "yeah, my guard is down".

gonna make us a coven
Blood and cauldron and the skin that I peel, Up and comers are not reachin' the ceil'
Beat and the lyrics a magical spell Hearin'

nigga not Diana (Go Crazy)
Where these niggas switch up like Montana Hannah
My lyrics like Dope I spit Arm and Hammer Lets Go (Turn Me Up)
Woah Woah Woah

One pants barefoot top seed
A Max Speed Max Speed
Max Speed Max Speed
Saint James, dung a town, maxfield
Sharpen mi lyrics 'cause you know we chop steel