#Hoxton LSav - One More

#7th YB- Step Correct Prod by X10 & Hargo

KayWizzy ft Nsav - Money Coming In

YS x TB x trills x screwface

Loski- Yuck🤢

8Rose - Real Rap

lyrics

Letter to Dwayne

I would never be me
If I tried to be you

I could never be a wannabe thug pretending pretentiously scheming for advancement
Placement scheduling pristine in images but lost innocence slipping from fake fingertips on wanksta triggers grip in thankless visions ungrateful their children menacing
Never scared of the premonition perfect vision hardly ever so yet rarely ever wrong
On torah shoutout Kevin on mob shoutout Face and never Vaughn 
Molesting children to this day disgusting despicable disgraceful men entering the portal with vaginal tendencies irrectifiable yet still blessed they will prevail
He who has a choice yet voices out the misconceptions, disassociate from reverends brain irreversible damage tweaking off the patterns fleeting of images imagery pillaging synergy centerfold soliloquy speaking to the illest rawest rapper
It’s Dwayne 
Im on your dick metaphorically speaking never slain the prostitute shall claim her past and move forward forewarning by the oracle Rachel Klein on claim 
Clam chowder in stew pan powder in the stu damn cowards in the booth
Tryna be what we ain’t on period it’s gotta end
I do security for friends don’t charge a dime I ain’t a pimp
So here ghorani and I can agree on 1 thing
3arsa disgusting paying crack amends 
The boot
Laying back setting trends
Your father loves you til the end never doubt the truth
Your familia is so priceless as well despite the vices
Schemes and trifles truffles spineless buffalos falling through in groups
Calling slopes for stumps on trucks to stoop on roofs reaching elevation
Revelation on 1
No one as good as you
Im talking true I mean in pure I mean it too 
I wanna learn compete and levitate leverage inventas strategy to penetrate further 
Farther father the haters and birth daughters to save us from slaughter and disgraces
In his good graces I may have dissed God this morning
And for that I’m sorry
I don’t mean to be ungrateful just tired though I’m a child in my head cerebral pulsivity reaching  higher placement 
Numero uno somewhat jaded faded off the turreted Turing computer slavery matrix phases on angled twists for alternators flip and flop like sandals handling candles cancelling mandible gestures and replacement 
Minuscule like angstrom scale on notation transitioning from scr-s to thyristors 
Try to wrist her pain in handling the mane by feminine twisters bitter as twizzlers sweet as in Swedish fish like vagina climbing the mountain washing her blisters hurt by blurry blurp and blurb another written form non fiction it’s the mission
Depiction for this sisterhood professional gs and mister wood mystery in correctional sleeze the sleeveless endeavors beating my wife twice with a shovel as she slit her wrists with the scissors an endless born picture
To scorn the foreign flickers for they are not of our discomfort somewhat the opposite in seductive topics try to wrap a rapper easily stroke your egos and feed the hating feels we embody as a group divided by the stifling strife feeding in rifling shots aimed at one another
Bringing us down though we’re brothers
Smother the feeling and elevate in coalescence in being
Fleeting memories remember that believing is seeing
I love you
Yeah nigga I love you

Never forget
A letter to Dwayne



#7th YB- Step Correct Prod by X10 & Hargo

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