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killing it
Stop playing games you could be feelin' this
A couple days went by & she ain't hit my line
I saw her post online with another guy
A couple dozen

there's something you should know
Count the stars alone
Watching the cars drive by
I stare at the telephone
Wait for you to ring at night
So tired

you?
I’ve never meant to do this since the day I was meeting you
Now all I do is reminisce, these times that I miss
I never really knew how big of a risk

livin’ it fast, we smoke that gas, never letting it pass
Don’t forget the past, I got the real ones by my side at last
I can’t hear you, said
I can’t hear

is done by her cute cat
A very big tummy n she smokes ciggarete
Stop on next station, this world gone mad

XXI century girl
I know what you wanna
XXI

fuckin making moves 
You could sit around and watch all of these other dudes 
Talkin' big words, making up some phony news 

You could try, you could try,

I do this by choice
Not tryna be you, I won’t be
Imma just do me, you will see
This isn’t a game, don’t be fooled
Just in case you never knew
Since

jumping out the .. with the .. in the truck
big blow in my head this ain't really what you want
tell me what it may last money
i probably blew it all ..miss

it again. It jus wasnt meant to be.
Uh Yeah. Yo Golden Child I owe you big time for this joint yo
Pass my words, people feel me 

I sit up nights let

shades darker 
Than your sagged pants that In jail make you gay

So pull up you're a big boy 
No pull ups if you wipe ass

My hood up like a syke mask 
You

a sinkhole

Sorry about that guys, got a bit rowdy by the last verse
Sub to cool productions

the dash til the finish
You won't last with the gimmicks 

Best of the class is my confession 
Every word like a lesson 
I'm a bird w the blessings
What you

and let out a big fart

Freeeakin' hobbies
Freeeakin' hobbies

Dusty books on rusty shelves
Entwine a withered rose named Berth
All day she climbs up

kwestii
Jesteśmy MC's nie ważne jaka skóra
Nullo Stara Piaskowa Góra Trzeci Wymiar Noo ah

A yo big mug the kid bug he loves street smartz
Flip any amount

Big dreams die dreadful deaths
At the hands of parent psychopaths
Kids kill themselves just to last
Asking what life has to give
They feel to fail would

to end in hearse
I bend defend from hurts
I muted mama's words
I lost all of my worth

Yet, it's all good on Sundays
Smiles and hand waves
Like I was

to end in hurse
I bend to fend from hurts
I muted Mama's words
(Still) lost all of my worth

Yet it's all good on Sundays
Smiles and hand waves
Like I was

Last year Cell to Cell, this year Mole to Mole
Me and Dhruvey 'bout to teach y'all 'bout this number here we go
First thing six point O', remember

Went from 1 to 35
An appetite too big to fill

My joys in life
Push me to the edge
Now I'm forced to die
For the souls I've taken
Days and nights pass by

Wanna be your friend
You don't seem to understand
I'm spewing out words like color and ink
Painting kaleidoscopes when I can't think I
Wanna be your

that
I hope you recall the words I installed in your heart before
I know you stall but all in all I'm a man I'll play my part
Petience is taught by

of the word progress, so I suppose I'm an O.G. of some kind
If I ain't shit, then mother fucker riddle me this 
I make the present disappear as if it didn't

rapper, spit bars, good with words with no meaning
Look in your eyes can be very deceiving
I'm in it for me, the first to be feeding
Puttin' a hole in my

to reveal 
Grounded by pings from your heart 
I hate all of this damage making me panic 
I never start the war so when I use a casket I cry for the victim