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Banda K On

years That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door While those around him criticize and sleep Criticize and sleep And through a fractal on a breaking

different meaning Since you been gone Don't you hear it now, oh Since you been gone Don't you hear it now, oh Since you been gone Precious memories keep a lingering on

own rock band, it's got to jump off, it's real black hardcore Band called Bodycount, and a, on some of the records I'm like layin' Some vocals on it

game got me, hold up Here we go again Just spent a hundred of that brown paper bag money, all on timbs And the bad *** all on him 'Cause the cars that

click, just pulled a lick Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta shit [Slimm Calhoun] Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands

wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on my level they can't Stop me or drop me nigga they got me f**k naw Little

I'm not a choo choo, I'm a tugboat Hater pray to god that I turn slow Like I'm sipping on purple But I ain't on your glow I'm in a whole 'nother circle

new Mariah Everybody on me with that five on the side Shotgun shawty holdin down the whole half Young Soulja Boy make the trap go ham Yellow diamonds on

rims spin half a million dollars spent on the house i live in even more spent on the seat i sit my ass in soulja boy tell em a.k.a the assasin prises