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let anybody be scared of dying
Covered by sheets of all the fears, all the lies

Soon the whole world will be under my control! 
Running through their

Military jets melt in despair
They all die
Yessss
YESSS
They all die
By my
Cum
By my cock
And balls
Cumming
Hot sticky hot cum
All over the world
Death

Red lipstick stained on my neck
It was you, it was her
I really don't have a clue
Guess I lose
Always got a cigarette on my lips
In between finger

finger on the dam

Have you eating out the palm of my hand 
Keep it pushing cause I'll be damned if I lose myself to you. Hell even to me 

Carried away by

All I Need

Daz Dillinger

So So Gangsta

2006

the clip in
Smokin' bomb while I'm whippin' and you know I'm steady Crippin'
Steady grippin' on that nina trigger finger
In between ya if I stroke ya then

working on my mixtape
All black puffer and it's grizzly grip
I barely slip, I'm fully equipped
You skip, merely merely in your house by the cherry tree,

to 'em) disrespect the squad
I be lettin' off with this MAC
(Boom, boom, boom)
Hollow tips from my weapon all in his back
(Ha) if we catch him, it's

When the temperature dips
I miss my baby's arms
His tender finger tips
Knows just how to keep me warm
It may be zero degrees
With the snow falling

Tie em on up, duck tape his mouth so we can take our time on this lick

When my fingers itchin kno it's time to hit a lick

Didn't have gloves, put

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That’s that play by play that doesn't come with happy endings 

Passion jumping out my body, can you feel the difference?
I’ve been overthinking,

finger tips lotion
Got our sheets wet puddles look like the ocean
You drip me up like essence was potion (Oh)

Look in my eyes
They saying you got it but

to these bastards
who claim they got grip, take your finger off the safety and let your glock
click. Aim for the back of my fist, make it your target,

me sick
But then one day whilst in the middle of blowing myself
The warden and some guards came by 
And dragged me from my cell
Turns out I forgot it

Demanding, all this time, that it be seen
There's a defining moment
With hope under its finger tips
And all I have to do is reach out and grab
Reach out

Stuck inside my lips
And in between your finger tips
Scrolling past the point of this
And I wonder why I bother
Sneaking out this late at night 
Just

too much
Leave it on my dash
Do ya
Do ya like it fast 
Oh would ya
Leave me like the last

Yah she so soft
But that girl is a killer 
She cold by

Dark eyes cataracted by cumulonimbus
And from them 
static leaked down the prettiest face in existence
Rain trailed down her arms to the tips of her

biggest regret
Was letting you slip right through
My finger tips
You are stuck in my head
Repeating for seconds at a time
So many lies when I act fine
I

Kareem with the skyhook and Curry with the jumper
Causing flurries in the summer
Please don't hurry here's my number
Hope it goes through
Can't wait

thoughts been grey
Know you ain't my shorty but
When I'm wit' you I always seem to convey
She got my wrapped around her finger tips
Know I got some baggage

But the streets never calm so my yougins got to palm
Arms, pulling pistols out the utz can middle finger to the man
The niggers just don’t give a damn,

and the cinnamon
I sauced it up and poured the syrup its finger licking good
They gave me slices straight from Heaven clapped my hands amen
I'm more than just a man

for you
Can't wait to take you to Paris for a shopping

Yeah I'm a lover boy fuck that I'm a gangster too
I can make you wet with my finger tip
Let me

finger that got burnt by your candle
I made a mess and I can't confess
That I loved you so bad I had to
Broadcast a test
Over your local airwaves
I've been