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your message meachine here
we got 117
we got 93
we got 94.5
we got 112

demeonstrated
obliterated
led by the norms like a bull to the arena hall

on that bench, look yo eyes and see a twinkle
We just coolin' to the end as I write this little jingle
Ooh
Snag the fruit it's a dragonfruit
Rotation 112

stoi tam całkowicie goła
Wioska przy granicy gdzieś za Zieloną Górą
Gdzie byś nie był o tej porze roku wszędzie jest ponuro
Młodziak nie myśląc długo

and uh, you know, it was hard. I was, you know, I'm 112 years old. So I was living with her and I said I gotta you know, I gotta I gotta fess up. I gotta

bench, look yo eyes and see a twinkle
We just coolin' to the end as I write this little jingle

Snag the fruit it's a dragonfruit
Rotation 112th Rock got

Ya don’t play with me nigga
Play with your bitch
Got a call from a nigga
Talking bout let’s slide club 112
I ain’t want to go but I decided
Nigga

the freeway
There's a Starbucks in Guantanamo bay

There's a Starbucks in your mind
You're standing in the line
You were put here by design
The trains run

Cracked at the show I was fried, I was tipsy
Now she keeps texting me, and she keep necking me
Cracked her by the Christmas tree Feliz Navidad
Niggas keep

on coming back
Speeding north through two fresh feet of snow
Telling no one where you'd left to go
Caught in grainy black and white by ATM
Your parents never

a tree
I hope you get slapped by a retarded monkey
ayo seri I aint late bitch its 1:12 not 1:15

Ian worried bout a hoe
One girl plus her friends is a group
Your girls plus my boys is a move
28 Multiply 4 equals blues
112 In the gas tank equals move

gotta pay-me-o 



BRIDGE
Everything i did, i did just did it out of love  

I designed this shit by this hand, this happen outta luck 

Die for it, shit

"120" Lyrics By Black Neldy

Intro

Yeeeeaaa! 
Palm Beach is back nigga... (Huh)
Mr. Punchline is back nigga... (Huh)
Project Boyz, Si'l Pa Bèl Nou

Yeah, ahah ahah
Come on
Boom

I want you down there
Stay there face down
I'm up here so high we're high
Floating in cloud9
With airplanes flying by

so much growin' up
I skipped twelve
Dog paid me twenty-three hundred
For one twelve

Swear these pussy niggas sweeter than 112
Got no control
I'll

desires be milking me dry no where to escape I was saved by your grace
You gave me the power cos I am your son and it says in your word in John 1:12
Once I

Situations change
But I swear it's still synonymous
Got the beat from Mass
Signed sincerely by Anonymass
Aye

Real G's move in silence
All that shit

solówki
Chwytam sto procent neguje bezpomysłowość
Made in china To podrobiony robot
Dzwoń 112 albo 997
Mc's jest trzech styl każdego tylko jeden
Dla bycia

piach
Na jego szczycie krzyczę jak Montana „Mój jest świat"
Widząc mnie w drzwiach lepiej dzwoń 112
Bo każdy mój pancz może wyjebać ci ze łba
Złoty strzał

od godziny mają wykręcone 112
Halo halo panie władzo zakłócają spokój
Chwila moment ślemy patrol by spisał protokół
Towarzystwo pali Jana
Udaje

the hardest smack
But see thats how i arm the track, hold up
No drug abuse
Just too young to know what to do
My mom shot dead in cold blood by her so called

wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fant-t-tasy 

Said they used to call me Daddy Ways
But you call me DW
The Author of your fantasy by

this smile all that I got
Show no respect we learned to treat them as props
Domestic altercations while you beat by the cops
This pawn put in late

positions
Can't choose my favorite position
So every postion
Defeated the competition
As it come my way
By the way 
I like it when she 
Twerk it in my face
I