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The CHoir

p liho 
art liho

i cannot say hello
i dont wanna get out 
it's nothing for u
but to me it's matter

everyday im richer
everyday im sadder
dripping thru a speaker
to the grave a cradle

whole day my head is aching
if im not mistaking
it's because bad weather
i can't read your texts
i am floyd mayweather
you my ballerine from step up

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gotta make instrumental

i am all alone in my citadel
my brand new asics got gel in them
who you wanna be? be my cindarella 
anything you want as long as im under your spell

3 weeks in row
i dont feel so well
do i seem okey?
no goddamn

my heart is made of plastic
like a carbon frame
big g-shocks on me 
like a big ben

i am trying 
to understand 
what you need
what you can

if they count down me
they will look funny
put a scar on me
it will look lovely

i have looks on me
crash me liky dummy
dont care about money 
dont care about it at all

see how fast it can go
like kangaroo kangol
im with my gang bro
we running after bankroll

i taok a new photo
and you not there oh
my hair is so long 
and i might go blonde

i want a simple life in the backyard grow a mango
in m city under minsk with my bro we going unstable
i know m city boys one day will catch a rainbow
but it doesnt happen over night we gotta stay low

BIG BEN

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band tee on while i creep thru the trees
sitting on my own smell the rain in the breeze
fuckin on a furry dam i hope they dont get fleas
soon we getting money and gon eat up so much cheese

choking on a bowl, sun bkinds me like imma mole
your neck got 2 holes, maybe i should be alone
learning a new tomb, icy spell leave u froze
wearing gothic clothess got a ring in my nose

i cant hear ur talking i got headphones on
i know all the lyrics cause it's my own song
i got more songs than there are pokemon 
i got more sides than an octagon 

im not smoking shit unless it's dark purple 
smoking too much weed till im nonverbal
opsticles in life like a long hurdle
make up on my face im a hot girl

whisper on the beat cause i like it quiet
baby fw me cause i look like quiet
if i'm in the room, know that im the highest
posted with my team, u know we the flyest

tiny tank top cause i like to look pretty
i'm a little awkward cause i'm not from the city
just so u know im aware that im silly
finish all my weed if i feel a bit iffy

fleas (2004)

ig: treyforpres

lyrics:

you took my vanity as weakness

treyforpresident

you said your alone , 
but im near u
if you aint a god
i dont fear u
all along i knew
that you would come right back
come right back
we can stay intact

sunlight 
falls in
see me up 
in the morning

trey444prez - vanity = weakness **NATURE'S MOCKERY DEC 11**

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24Eva

Nope, nope.
You know I don't get with the beef.
You dumb, you dumb.
You know I don't get with the beef.
You dumb, you dumb.
You want to pull up, huh, really?
You want to come fuck, I'm down.
I brought all the zines and sirs.
But look, I see I go with a first.
I cross my chain and I read my verse.
Shout out to a baddie, yeah, they thirsty.
I'm so bad, it come with a burst.
You are lined up on my rip down.
I'm just trying to piece it like an icicle.
Keep popping and gripping the hard rock.
Even moving past to the rest stop.
You're a big dude, she a woodcutter.
I'm top two, I ain't top one.
Bitch, I'm one.
She wanna come fuck with a baller.
I'm LeBron.
She wanna pull up in a coupe, in the front.
It's body shot like a crunch.
One of my buddies is St.
Laurent.
For real, but my body is gon' freeze up.
The world is hella fucked, we need Jesus.
They said I was on run, I'ma bleed up.
I'm not the only one that's a feature.
Just like my homeboy told me, go and get on.
And the bitch gon' give me tats so I can feel.
I got diamonds on my chain, this shit like winter.
Ain't no other bus, I perfect, we just stand up.
You know I don't get with the beef.
You dumb, you dumb.
You know I don't get with the beef.
You dumb, you dumb.
You want to pull up, huh, really?
You want to come fuck, I'm down.
I brought all the zines and sirs.
But look, I see I go with a first.
I cross my chain and I read my verse.
Shout out to a baddie, yeah, they thirsty.
I'm so bad, it come with a burst.
You are lined up on my rip down.
I'm just trying to piece it like an icicle.
Keep popping and gripping the hard rock.
Even moving past to the rest stop.
You're a big dude, she a woodcutter.
I'm a big dude, she a, yeah.
You know I don't get with the beef.

Mr. Woodcock

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