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•08 Apr 2020
i b macking like miller. R.i.p to dat nigga.what am i doing here the same here question im getting.cause im gunning like kelly with a machine in the pistol. a machine with a pistol. f and n 5. 7 spit missles.niggas b talking bout problems, but never air out the issues. take the choke carb. and put yo drive ignition. that's were they lacking n gumption.but my mind constantly going.im so deep n this living.forget sleep.cause the morning caught my eyes , before the roster crows could wake and alarm me.but dats all cause i was on da beat.like a boom playing echoed in da streets.i am legend like will smith,long live what you'll never be.imagine i never make it cause that you'll never see. well the closest would b yo dreams,fluff yo pillows,catch some z's, cause i still hunt u while ur sleep. let em live, before you kill em,hell i might just let em leap.cause man my long handled spoon, doesn't have quite enough reach.and i don't turn the other cheek.like a cat im on my feet when i land and touch the ground.break the earth beneath my feet for the fodation i lay down.stay or get the fuck up out my way.as i lay it down. carve my name in a stone, like the commandments,for the world to see. savvy dats snyda
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i b macking like miller. R.i.p to dat nigga.what am i doing here the same here question im getting.cause im gunning like kelly with a machine in the pistol. a machine with a pistol. f and n 5. 7 spit missles.niggas b talking bout problems, but never air out the issues. take the choke carb. and put yo drive ignition. that's were they lacking n gumption.but my mind constantly going.im so deep n this living.forget sleep.cause the morning caught my eyes , before the roster crows could wake and alarm me.but dats all cause i was on da beat.like a boom playing echoed in da streets.i am legend like will smith,long live what you'll never be.imagine i never make it cause that you'll never see. well the closest would b yo dreams,fluff yo pillows,catch some z's, cause i still hunt u while ur sleep. let em live, before you kill em,hell i might just let em leap.cause man my long handled spoon, doesn't have quite enough reach.and i don't turn the other cheek.like a cat im on my feet when i land and touch the ground.break the earth beneath my feet for the fodation i lay down.stay or get the fuck up out my way.as i lay it down. carve my name in a stone, like the commandments,for the world to see. savvy dats snyda
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