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of the competition by light years, still right here
Gimmie the light gimmie the light
Fina spark dis L and get my mind right
Its your worst day
I always been in
the cases, we made our own playlist
Before there was a playlist just by clicking on your favorites
I'm up all night with FM radio and patience
Sharpie in my
The day of Judgment has arrived
Only the blessed shall survive
The second coming of Jesus Christ
Returning like a thief in the night
'Nuff Class
So To Prove To Ya All That We're Second To None
We're Gonna Make Five MCs Sounds Like One
Ya Gotta Dip Dip Dive, So So Socialize
Clean Out
take)
I removed the pop filter, bitch
I will make your corpse dance
Uh, aye, uh, yeah
Dumb bitch, quit blurting out my name
Not the same, off the walls
a moment,
Please
Something has happened in the motorcade route, st
And by, please.
"There's the prisoner... you have anything to say in your defense?"
way or another
Like those 7 brave souls in the Challenger
Who were lost over the Atlantic Ocean
73 seconds it had only been gone 73 seconds
got beef for 400 grand by my man, from the crater
I won't go dig my nigga casket up, take it down Highland road
Take pictures wit your casket while
figured out 7 days a week
That I was going to build the life that I seek
I’m living for the little things, living every moment
This is your life, ask
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
minutes he did it, if he knew how to freestyle
He could've rented Heaven for seven minutes and been done
But needed to be done by the second sentence
All
in the midst of uncertainty
Each second that passes us by
Is never repeated no matter how much you may try
So seize the day. Don't let time slip away
limitless
We're coming for your files and your details
Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails
We sail the seven seas of the internet
Pirate flag
to buy the land out West
You could spray your mind on these sheets but they softer than breasts
And I wanna bounce but these problems trounce me by
Led by anger, frustration, and patience of sorts
Tell me your long term goals
I can crush them and make you feel worse
I can puncture the trust
you over 135 you light weight
I finish fighters early with my punches cuz where I'm from
You never want your fate to be determined by no judges
So I
and yours
Leave the past in the past
Cause these seconds
These minutes these hours right now is power
By design you can fall in line
Or you can rise faith is
Ooh, yeah, you're living in your zone
Ooh, comes through on nights like this, yeah
Yo, soon as the sun sets, nah, nah
Soon as the earth's side
your car outta that gear
Karlo Marx and Frederick Engels
Came to the checkout at the seven on eleven
Marx was skint but he had sense
Engels lent
when things get intense
Always be positive and never nothing else
Be yourself and look after your health and trust me you will shine shine shine
10 9 8 7
the stars are deciding my world,
They burn from the inside out (inside out)
When the frustration makes a move,
The second hand will swallow you
Tearing
man
So fuck lying I'll shut your bitch ass down until you're done trying
If I'm so below she knows that she's above flying
By my side in Heaven
of the times, I think of the times I could have hurt you
And now you hurt me? Or maybe I hurt me by not hurting you
On second thought maybe it's my fault cause
Yuhh I made the beat
I'm fly it's no question
What's on my feet
Some nice retro 7s
Where I'm going when deceased
You kno ima go to heaven
Talk is
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