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•14 Dec 2020
8packs of muscle. Full Pound Hustle. Fight through the struggle. Blood dirt slime I knuckled Chocolate girls number. Deadly summers ChiTown Runners A fearless Mother. A lone wolf stunner. A captain big gunner. Now I eat my supper. While those how doubted me suffer. Unhandcuff her. She gonna buffer. It sound like a muffler. Make her my cutter. She straight now no rubber. They do it for the butter. Not cause I lover. Cause Im a real hip brother. Slow down and listen. Get up your ambition. I need more than water. More than a quarter. I need the keys the Gees. The Lord to keep my mind at ease. A killer shot for flees. Suck on dees nuts. Wack MC get crushed and the shit get flushed. Until dawn to dust. Work wit me. Work wit me. Its the DWO. I drop duces in mid air. And race through the sea. And bump and thumb on land. Cause my music is the Jam. For people that need the land. Cold turkey stop the Clan. Rap verses on the hill is the brand. Cold fish rap the ice. I soul has no price. When you protected by Christ. Son on the horse of death. Yielding fury like Mike Tyson and Tyson fury. A big bag of jewelry. I know you niggas feel me. Stop playerhating and be a real G. See with your spirit and not your eyes. Hardcore cries. Keep it streetwide like baby with them sweet ass thighs. Niggas move up as a class sporting real gols neckties. We noblemen. Always down to help the cause. My nigga Tupac laid the law. He laid the lick for real niggas to stick together brothern. Go in corrupt biz thundering. No more but fucking us over. Black Clovers. Lucifid is crucified. Let the righteous be your guide. And put in perspective the homicide. All the people in fought this oppression and died. Where we at now. Shoot em up over cows. There's more milk where day came from. Communicate like Samsung. Plant the principles in the dung. You wicked bitches together. For you end up wrapped in leather. What you doing to the king aint clean More than part of the problem. When you started working twerking for the white man. Realize the scam. Examine right ways with the commandments. There is only ten that are the builders of men. I'm not saying we never sin. Especially when drunk all gin. Down the line I found my kin.
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8packs of muscle. Full Pound Hustle. Fight through the struggle. Blood dirt slime I knuckled Chocolate girls number. Deadly summers ChiTown Runners A fearless Mother. A lone wolf stunner. A captain big gunner. Now I eat my supper. While those how doubted me suffer. Unhandcuff her. She gonna buffer. It sound like a muffler. Make her my cutter. She straight now no rubber. They do it for the butter. Not cause I lover. Cause Im a real hip brother. Slow down and listen. Get up your ambition. I need more than water. More than a quarter. I need the keys the Gees. The Lord to keep my mind at ease. A killer shot for flees. Suck on dees nuts. Wack MC get crushed and the shit get flushed. Until dawn to dust. Work wit me. Work wit me. Its the DWO. I drop duces in mid air. And race through the sea. And bump and thumb on land. Cause my music is the Jam. For people that need the land. Cold turkey stop the Clan. Rap verses on the hill is the brand. Cold fish rap the ice. I soul has no price. When you protected by Christ. Son on the horse of death. Yielding fury like Mike Tyson and Tyson fury. A big bag of jewelry. I know you niggas feel me. Stop playerhating and be a real G. See with your spirit and not your eyes. Hardcore cries. Keep it streetwide like baby with them sweet ass thighs. Niggas move up as a class sporting real gols neckties. We noblemen. Always down to help the cause. My nigga Tupac laid the law. He laid the lick for real niggas to stick together brothern. Go in corrupt biz thundering. No more but fucking us over. Black Clovers. Lucifid is crucified. Let the righteous be your guide. And put in perspective the homicide. All the people in fought this oppression and died. Where we at now. Shoot em up over cows. There's more milk where day came from. Communicate like Samsung. Plant the principles in the dung. You wicked bitches together. For you end up wrapped in leather. What you doing to the king aint clean More than part of the problem. When you started working twerking for the white man. Realize the scam. Examine right ways with the commandments. There is only ten that are the builders of men. I'm not saying we never sin. Especially when drunk all gin. Down the line I found my kin.
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