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for thinking about me
And for doing that
And, yeah, I really liked it
And, uh 
Anyway love you and catch up with you soon"

I write these lyrics

spit the

Music of god, lyrics inaudible
From the first sound to the last, there's notta wasted noise
The first choice-when you discover your own voice

yeah
I want to make it in the rap game
Name the price
I know I can't suffer more pain than Christ
My lines are always mean so they say I'm nice
My lyrics

I die, always getting better
Strength deep inside would never let me give up
This is my come up yea I'm on the rise
Fueled by passion taking off

touched by Jerry Sandusky
Groupies busty
Vinyl dusty that inspire the lines
Wes, you go to your girl house
I'll go to mine
That’s 87 Eric and Ra
No maybe

with thousands of revision
Division by Z-E-R-O Undefined
An echo of somebody, personating that’s a crime
Here’s a code unlock the universe number 369
432

lyrics high outta peep's reaches
Since I got off of these meds I got my root chakra deep red
I'm a metaphor whore lyrics get in this freak's bed
With

can focus on comedy, Yeah!)
But writing raps about my struggles is easy
(I'm writing these lyrics in my room it's really cold boy I'm freezing)
I'm

gon' see
Yeah
Yo
3 On my side, that’s father that’s son that's Holy Spirit
3 On this side, that's me, D, and K with a whole heap of lyrics
The gangs too

argh me flow mean
And you know them lyrics tighter than them emo jeans
Get all these lame kids I'm back and they ruin with that flow
Hit them with that

nigga
You judged by the circle you choose to fill my nigga
Thats why I built places out of my lyrics thats where I live my nigga

Never ever had to fear

of being broke
Lonely onely and sober
Tryna stitch it together just like a
Shoe cobbler
People changing on you as hairstyles
By Paul Pogba
Spreading false

What's that in the sky ain't no bird or a plane
With the lyrics on this one I'm bout to start up a flame
When I put the pen to the paper it's like

if a dirt, a dirt
But When it comes, to this papep
Not even Ajax clean so
Except these lyrics, when I'm spitting Jalapino

I say dis Year,

of you I'll do it with my right hand
See I've been known for how different I do this shit
Full of soul how my lyrics and my music is
Full assault you'll

The music makes it right

Take me back
Take me back
Take me back

Take me back to Jefferson Street
The night train passing by, I got lyrics on my feet
I've

don't let it run my mind
Aye yea I'm spitting fye right now yea
Yea boi I'm spitting fye right now yea
Sirens and guns fly by
Betta hide before yo ppls

and Cain including the serpent are all my slaves 

I been dreaming of Baghdad right, smoking in candlelights
The city the biggest my lyrics the illest you

never slipping
Angels always close by
Bought maself a spliff
Yuh bough a blue tick
Funnily enough ma lyrics
Run Ochi
Dem still clueless
Theres

I'm goin' off
Not even held up by a hurricane
Rap is like traffic, and I'm in the turning lane
You could have a nametag, and I still don't know your

shit they Spitting in in the booth his poop
Only the truth could save them
Like they raised by Taliban Troops with this Brute behavior
The type they get

change
To wizard hat and robe
The word is code
Held by ancient tome
From the past
Deciphering spells to cast
To get'em trapped
Within my rap
Song form
That

chatting bout is opps
Same old concept different lyrics man tell me when will it stop
Mans out on the road selling keys doing drops
Hella bands up in

You should know the name by now man
Uh
Fuck what you heard I'm the new king in town
Yeah I put it down I don't play around
I'm smoking on a pound