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Teachers called me stupid 'cause I was in class with a pen and a pad I couldn't get enough
Dropped out of school in the tenth grade it wasn't for me bruh

the bag, dip-dash
Too bad for your luck, boy empty out
Your pockets
Skip the pad, hit the gas, no stopping
This is what you do when you are left with no

vertaald het hele
Aap
Theaterstuk
Licht
Camera
Actie
Dit mn reactie
Op wat ik mee heb gemaakt
Ik dicht
Niks
Alles op m’n pad hier
Is wat ik open door te

I never had the chance to shake your hand
I never got the time to look in your eyes
But somehow, I feel you when I grab a pad
Like you live in my

Send me an angel
Voor de duisternis op mijn pad
I fell in and out of love
Heal me broken Heart
Send me an angel
Voor de duisternis op mijn pad
I fell

(Yeah yeah)
Don't gotta pay for no beats, you know I stay in the lab (Yeah yeah)
And I be writing my own bars, you can never compete with my pad (Yeah

See, now this is the rap house
Get your pen to the pad now
Fuck you, bitch I'm a bad mouth
See, my clique we're the bar now
Wack ass raps we don't

Nikdy nebudem počuj jej krásny ľúbozvuk
I keď moje pery chcú ochutnať viac
Som to ale hlupák, je to ako voľný pád
Voľný pád do neznáma
Voľný pád do

Norman Smi-LAY
As the Brain would say
See the weapons run away
Live to fight another day

He doesn't wear knee pads
He doesn't need wrist tape
He

Awaken
Coming from the gutter
This is all I know
Lyrics in the pad
Then the stereo
Spitting on the mic
Watch me take a bite
Out the game, Like a king

Sit back while I write this on my iPhone Pro Max
Got a couple notes but I know you already know that
Got a phone number and a note pad with a pencil

pad
Y'all niggas pussy pads
If I miss I must've lagged
Hit a witness for the stats
Pop ya my top, she boutta drop ya her top
Oops gotta cop, my nigga

Cream soda (yeah)
Pull up with a motorola (ayy)
Take your shorty on a date, take her out to boa (what)
Then we head back to the pad layin on my

jazzerige maat

En dit gooi 'n wag ‘n bietjie staan ‘n bietjie teken in my pad
En dit sê speel die snare voel die ritme hoor die deuntjie in jou kop
Want dis

We zoeken allemaal controle
Iedereen zijn eigen pijn en zijn zorgen
Allemaal zijn we op pad tot aan morgen
Het wordt een nieuwe dag en weer een

Take a step into my office
You know how we do it
Smoke a whole pound sesh
You don't want it with the squad
Leave your whole pad blessed
I don't

Pick up the pad and imma write sumn
Bulb over head
I maybe light sumn
I grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
Grab the mic I think I'm nice huh
I think

I been in my bag
If I flake
Please don't hate me
My pen and my pad
Out the sheathe
Battle complacence
I been known to fucking spazz on a nigga
Then

to the pad
Bad Luck
I keep losing shit I should've had
I write my best shit when I'm mad
I'm talking to the pad
Bad Luck
I keep losing shit I should've had
Try

geweet
Daar's 'n man van die winkel ook saam op die pad
Daar's 'n man van die winkel ook saam op die pad

In die yskoue winter in die donkere stad
In die

me a chance to get my spot just let me know
Trying to write while I'm locked in
Throw me that pad and pen
Make sacrifices everyday to win
On go just

got the game in a pad lock
All in the paint on my last shot Ay
Hotbox, I was the kid on the back block
Now it's new wheels on the drop top
I had

and leave
Just like them they'll leap the pad
I see finally Now they wanna link
Cause Mal he got a Brinks got a bag
That shit fine with me cause money come

Jy't 'n patroon in my kop nagelaat toe jy
In die reën gedans
En dit vorm lyne op 'n kaalvoet pad wat jou soos 'n kind sou kom haal

En daar is wonde