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The Force is with you young Skywalker
But you are not a Jedi yet
I got the
FORCE
I just be pushing the limits of lyrics Don't ever forget me I'm

he feel it in his spirit
Shit right off from the dome, lil' nigga never wrote lyrics
Don't play with me like fuckin' WWE
Cause I ain't got time for

These are the statements they praise
"Lil Nas X is too gay"
"DaBaby homophobe aye"
"Christians should all hate Ye"
I don't understand you peoples
If you

fi do no wrong

She try use her bum, distract me
But I stay on track like an athlete
My T-Rap lyrics don't attract me
That's all I'm like, make me

tossed like frisby
Say you like that girl but She look a lil flemzie
No I'm not the type to fuck with lizzys
Know you like my lyrics don't forget these
No

don't know who you can trust

Now durrty say get em I'm a get em
Do it for the lyrics don't give a fuck who really listen
Writtens are coded language

making some O's
And she give me X's
Gun pop like texas
I know I'm the best
And that's on my ex's
Hit the opps in the appendex
Oh shit he arrested
Got his

wanna commit
Did it for the family, they heir to a throne, lil bitch 

Wake up, I'm the king of the soul
Try to keep up with my lyrics, don't get left in

to drop. E get the kind things wey man dey see o, that's why steady me i dey work ( x3)

vibes on vibes, my lyrics don't lie 
We never gon fail cause we're

never lack
Fuck his bitch straight from the back got her running like some laps
In my lyrics I don't cap Nigga play them bullets clap
No bap know for

Yeah
Na na na na na na na na na
Yei yei
Get me water there's fire in the booth
You don't have any clue
Yeah we reach for the moon
Never play by

learn a thing from us
Put us on the map our lyrics cold don’t make a fuss
Hate college coz i’m always runnin for the bus
Ask for my numbers, bro they vary

next
I don't ride with no shooter
I don't need me a booster
These lyrics don't need improvement
I'm the new Malcolm X
I don't follow they lead
I'm just

Tek Set

Shaggy

Pure Pleasure

1993

this
Chorus:
Well me no know weh am ya gon' do
Fi get rid of mi burthen
Ugly gal you now go away because me naw look, oh no
Well me no know weh am

Me not seeing no elevation that is nonsense
I'm going hard with my lyrics don't care who against me
It will be opinions and your credits don't feel it

going on in all these spots
In parking lots, niggas pop more shit than shots
Funny, dummy, lyrics don't stun me
If I was your only pair of pants, you

comes to talking bout' my lyrics
Don't test it i come in the rap game
Because I am the best fit
Erase his identity, if he try to forsaken me
Chop him,

They knew me since I was a lil Kid
Now I'm just making money Learned to flip
I'm on a move man that's just how it goes
Hope I make more money from My

And I'm cookin' up the sauce, know I made you look

I'm whippin' the sauce, childish gambino, man he is a boss
Lyrics don't matter, just tryna get crossed

just told me she wanna get fucked, I told lil' shawty slide on me
She wanna come to my room and have fun, baby my room number 416
(No bap you know what

to you

Staying up all night
He ain't hitting the sack
Lil goofy bitches said
His style was wack
These lyrics don't loop
But I'm bringing it back
I aint'

Rejecting that bitch I ain't frontin'
If you don't know my lyrics don't be out here trying to cuff me
If you riding to my bangers then I know you love me

told me she fuck with the star signs told her sorry but i don't, ha
I don't really know about star signs
I'm a rapper, did you know?

They told me i

me.... gotta keep my fire hot
HOLY GHOST anoint me with lyrics... don't know bout writer's block
I am not someone that's gon' tell you this walk is easy