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cloth could look at his flaws/ Polish the game up and fight through the odds / a wish a few of my dogs could cut through the barz/ they live through me

Come again my friend when you see me you gone come again fridge cold like whatever you regulating cut it short from masturbating in the surgery room

Have you heard 48? Motherfucker I'm great
Golf Wang prints always cover the sleeves
From cuts from the Biebs, 'cause he's puffin' the trees, please
Fuck

of talkin that y’all doin, that’s gone require Jakes.
Dry snitching with some clothes, dressing it up as hate.
I could never relate.
I was setting em

demons to 1 up but they ain’t cut enough, 
City on my back we on the rise because I’m coming up/ or sum of us. cuz if it ain’t me it’s gon be one of us,

Lost my mind, more space and time
Get back to, get back to my comfortable
Get back to my comfortable, vulnerable

Like last time, I’m high and dry

don’t trip 
I can handle it
I been washing rappers for a minute 
I’m not mad at them 
I’m not even mad aye wet just different
All they  fabric soft 
Cut

kiss?
Why is everything about me
So fucking dead
What did I miss?
Why does the sky looks like it was set on fire
When did the blood ran dry in my veins

handsome fo' me
I cut my hair and who do you see
Still the same boy still the white creep
Still the same noise in you empty head
And if you hate me I will

the passionate
Passion meant for me when I was trapped in a labyrinth
Death was cut like censorship, snatched, chains dismantled in
The mission that was handed

to Texas, sold everything I bought
Oh I forgot, I just quit my job
Had to cut the tie they was fuckin' up my vibe
And besides I'm drippin' never dry
Pimping

I got the blues, my baby don’t need me
I got the blues, my baby don’t need me
When I get home to give her my heart
I got the blues, she cuts me apart

let’s cut up a rug and be free 
We flee (uhh) breathe deep
Make a kill turn the world to a drill like Chief Keef 
In the field you know it’s real gotta

smoke 

Makerofthegreat Verse

All these Jaguars been thought I live in da jungle/they shit washed out super dry delicate, tumble   
I’m wheelin out da

New shoots

Push it down as far as it can go
leave it out, watch the cold wind blow
Write it off as something you dont know
Cut it down, watch

the sun
I'm a diamond - I deflect anyone
Disrespecting me - when we don't agree - I'll radiate 'til we're done
Like a diamond - brilliantly cut - I'm

to or not
So go and dry your crying eyes
Or beg and plead
Tell the world that what you need
Was left behind, but it don't matter
For I doubt you'll change

the door
She makes you dry your tears on the floor
There's no prince she tells you everyday
But every day your heart still says

Let down your golden hair

one prize
Bitch, I'm doin' this 'till my pen runs dry
All the fake friends, yeah, I did cut ties
Now I'm off to kill the game, so its been fun, bye
Hah,

He was a creature
With all the eyes cut out
He tried to reach her
But she was always lost in the clouds

I know it might go
I know it might go wrong

what do these people think they’re owed?
Can’t even walk down my road!
Cos my cow of a wife
Is already milking me dry
Accept your fate
It ain’t my fault

and no practice

Artist-in-residence, all about your practice
A voice in the desert gonna push you into cactus
Dry your eyes, mate and fumigate your

Fix my pain and my tears run dry 
Feel my heart cascade into night
For so long my loneliness was all I had to hide
You did away with all that whilst

can cut deep into the bones

The tactics you deploy the things that you destroy
Only leads to more chaos and leaves more people unemployed
While you