THE HIT$: VOLUME FOUR

LYRIC$:

MANE THEM FAKES CANT PASS ME.
THEY PLAY CHARADES, THEY CAPPING.
BLADE ERASE, THEY SAD, SEE?
IT'S SAFE TO SAY, THAT THEY SACKS WEAK.
AMAZING GRACE, I'M ACTUALLY
FADED, SPACED, AIN'T ASHY.
A-OKAY, IF YOU ASK ME.
BUT I'M SANK, I STAINED THE TAXI.
I GOT BLOOD ALL IN THE BACKSEAT.
TALKING TOUGH, I WILL REACT MEAN.
YEAH, YA JUS A FUCKING FAG, FLEE.
I'LL BUST MY GUN, AND THEN I'LL BLAST THESE 
FUCKING FUNGUS, FLAG FREE!
TUCKS MY GUN, AND I'M TAX FREE!
TA-DA, TOUCH UP YA TRASH HEAP!
WITH A SNUB, STUCK SPAZZING!

SHE MILES OUTTA STATE,
SHE'S A FUCKING BAD SEED.
COME PILE YALL'S HATE,
ME? I'M FUCKING LAUGHING!
IN THE SOUTH I WAS RAISED,
GET YO FUCKING ASS BEAT,
AND MY MOUTH, I SPRAY, SO FUCKING FASTLY!
DOUBT MY RAGE IS THE DAMN KEY.
THAT OUTRAGE IS DEMANDING.
KNIFE I TAKE AND THEN I STAB EEM,
MIGHT MICROWAVE ME A MAN, PREACH!
LIFE I HATE, SEE ME GASHING.
MY MIND I MAY REIMAGINE,
NICE, MY WAY, IT BE THE PATH, G.
SCYTHE I'M TAKING, AND I'M SLASHING.

TYLENOL TAKING, TAME THE TANTRUM.
MICROSOFT MADE ME, MAN, THEY MAD
ME? I'M ALL GRAVY, KEEP UP, RAPPING.
WHILE YALL BABIES, SEEM SO GASSY?
FILE ALL SAVED, AND WE ATTACH IT.
"STYLE SOFT, STAY!" SHE SAY SO SASSY.
SMILE STRONG, PRAISE ME, THE APACHE.
I'LL ALWAYS REMAIN THE BLACK SHEEP.

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BLACK$HEEP [PROD. LIL SWEDDEN]

LYRIC$:

I'M BACK AND JUMPING AT THEM PUNK KIDS
DAPPING UP THEM DAFFY DUCKS, AND
ACTUALLY BLUNTED, PASSING CHRONIC,
BOY, WE OUT HERE RABBIT HUNTING.
HAD ENOUGH? THEN PACK IT UP AND
SACK A LUNCH, FOR AFTERWARDS, KID.
PACK A PUNCH, WITHOUT A GLOVE,
HE HAD A HUNCH, NOW HE'S HAVING A FIT.
LAUGH IT UP, SHE SADLY SUNKEN.
NASTY SLUT KEEPS GRABBING MY DICK.
FASTEN UP, SHE HAS ME WYLING.
PASS IT UP. ARE YOU RETARDED?
ACTUALLY BRUH, YEAH, DONT REMIND ME.
SOAKING DIAMONDS ON AN ISLAND.
HOE AND I, WE SO ALIVE, BITCH,
DON'T DENY IT, SHE A TROPHY WIFE, YEAH.
BITCH SAID, THIS A MAGIC EVENING.
FINNA TRICK THAT TRAMP TO TEASE ME.
LICK IT AND MISTREAT IT, BEAT IT UP,
AND LEAVE HER FREAKING BLEEDING.
YEAH, YOU SEE, I HAVE TO KEEP REPEATING
CUZ THAT'S AN ACT TO KEEP A SECRET.
I GOT A KNACK FOR FREQUENT FLEEING,
AND I'M ACTUALLY A DEMON.
IT'S AT A PASS. IT'S TRAGIC SEEMING.
SHATTERED GLASS, AND PATTERNED LESIONS.
MATTER OF FACT, GO GRAB YOUR GAT, GIRL,
I GOT YOUR BACK, LET'S BLAST THESE BEAMS, BITCH.

PASSIN THESE STICKS AT MY TEAMS CRIB
READY TO BLEED THEM ON THE CEMENT
FUCK A DUCK, AND ADD ADHESION 
FUCKING UP THAT GASH, GLADLY GRIN
SICK OF SUCKING, CANT BELIEVE IT
BIG CLIP BUSTIN AT YO PEOPLE
BITCH, I'M HUNTING THEM RABBITS, PREACH IT,
CUZ ITS FUCKING RABBIT SEASON
SHHHH... BE VERY, VERY QUITE,
BITCH I'M HUNTING CARROT EATERS
GON BE STARING DOWN THEM SIGHTS
i HIT YO FUCKING BUNNY EARS
YEAH, IMA TAKE AWAY YO LIFE
DON'T CONTROL THOSE DRASTIC REASONS
NINE A SPRAY, THEM FAKES THEY DIE,
YEAH HOE, YOU KNOW IT'S RABBIT SEASON.

THAT PAGEANTRY'S ATTRACTING ME, AND
TRAGEDY'S ATTACKING ME, SHIT.
NATURALLY AN ACADEMIC,
BUT BATSHIT, SEE? BE CRASHING IN IT
LASTLY SINK, THEN I BE SPINNIN
PASS THAT WEED, CUZ I CAN SMELL IT
PASSIVE, PEACEFUL, ACTUALLY, REALLY
GRABBING HEAT AND TRASHING SHIT, SEE,
MASSIVE EGO, THAT'S DEFINITE
MATCHING GREEN, SO PASS THE SPLIFF, SHIT,
SMACKING QUEENS, NO ACCIDENTS BITCH,
RABBIT SEASON, HAS ME WINNING
I'M ELMER FUDD, A BASTARD VILLAIN
I DEAL YOUR DRUGS, AND SMASH YOUR WOMEN
A SELLER OF A SHATTERED IMAGE,
WE NEVER FRONT, YO SACKS SO SKINNY
I'M ELMER FUDD, A BASTARD VILLAIN
I DEAL YOUR DRUGS, AND SMASH YOUR WOMEN
A SELLER OF A SHATTERED IMAGE,
NEVER FRONT, YO SACKS TOO SKINNY

PASSIN THESE STICKS AT MY TEAMS CRIB
READY TO BLEED THEM ON THE CEMENT
FUCK A DUCK, AND ADD ADHESION 
FUCKING UP THAT GASH, GLADLY GRIN
SICK OF SUCKING, CANT BELIEVE
BIG CLIP BUSTIN AT YA PEOPLE
BITCH, I'M HUNTING RABBITS, PREACH IT,
CUZ ITS FUCKING RABBIT SEASON
SHHHH... BE VERY, VERY QUITE,
BITCH I'M HUNTING CARROT EATERS
GON BE STARING DOWN THEM SIGHTS
i HIT YO FUCKING BUNNY EARS
YEAH, IMA TAKE AWAY YO LIFE
DON'T CONTROL THOSE DRASTIC REASONS
NINE A SPRAY, THEM FAKES THEY DIE,
YEAH HOE, YOU KNOW IT'S RABBIT SEASON.

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WABBIT $EA$ON [PROD. L.DOLLAZ X DUCE.6X]

LYRIC$:

CAME BACK WITH A KIP UP
I WILL NEVER GIVE UP
YOU CAN GET YOUR SHIT TOUCHED
IF YOU COME RUNNING YO LIP UP
IM DRUNK OFF THAT LIQUOR
SPITTING SHIT, BITCH, GET FUCKED
LICK A SLIT, THEN DIP BRUH, YEAH
AND MOST THESE BITCHES SICK OF IT
CAME BACK WITH A KIP UP
I WILL NEVER GIVE UP
YOU CAN GET YOUR SHIT TOUCHED
IF YOU COME RUNNING YO LIP UP
IM DRUNK OFF THAT LIQUOR
SPITTING SHIT, BITCH, GET FUCKED
LICK A SLIT, THEN DIP BRUH, YEAH
AND MOST THESE BITCHES SICK OF IT

BUT I DONT GIVE A FUCK DOE
I KICK IN YO FRONT DOOR
I STICK DICK IN A CUNT BRO
BUT I STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG
FUCKIN UP MY LUNGS HOE
SMOKING ON SOME SKUNK, STRONG
FUCKIN ANOTHER DUMB HOE
BUT THIS ONE DONT BELONG DOE
WE CAN GET ALONG DOE
I REACH FOR THE LONG BOW
I HIT EEM WITH ALL OF EM
SHE BE SURE TO FOLLOW
HE SLEEPY LIKE HOLLOW
TIPS AIMED AT YO SPOT BRO
FUCK YOU, YOU COP CALLIN
BUST YOU IN YO TOP HOE
BITCH I GET THE DUMMY DUCKING
SLICE HIS SHIT LIKE TUMMY TUCKING
THATS END OF DI-FUCKING-SCUSSION
WHY GIVE IN TO REPERCUSSIONS
FUCKIN YO WIFE, SHE MY CUDDLE BUDDY
SIPPIN MAI TAIS, I SIP MUDDY MUDDY
WE FUCKIN ON TOP OF YA COVERS SLUTTY
BUT HOLD UP THATS MY BROTHERS BUNNY

CAME BACK WITH A KIP UP
I WILL NEVER GIVE UP
YOU CAN GET YOUR SHIT TOUCHED
IF YOU COME RUNNING YO LIP UP
IM DRUNK OFF THAT LIQUOR
SPITTING SHIT, BITCH, GET FUCKED
LICK A SLIT, THEN DIP BRUH, YEAH
AND MOST THESE BITCHES SICK OF IT
CAME BACK WITH A KIP UP
I WILL NEVER GIVE UP
YOU CAN GET YOUR SHIT TOUCHED
IF YOU COME RUNNING YO LIP UP
IM DRUNK OFF THAT LIQUOR
SPITTING SHIT, BITCH, GET FUCKED
LICK A SLIT, THEN DIP BRUH, YEAH
AND MOST THESE BITCHES SICK OF IT



KIP-UP (PROD. MENGINE)

LYRIC$:

STARTED LEANIN OFF NIGGA,
IN THE FORD, IMA DRIFT
IMA KING, A BOSS NIGGA
IM THE LORD OF THE SITH
FUCK A PORCHE, IN A 10
WHEELER SCORCHIN UP A BIN
JUST A DORK, JUS A SILLY
NIGGA, FORTUNATELY FIT
STARTED LEANIN OFF NIGGA,
IN THE FORD, IMA DRIFT
IMA KING, A BOSS NIGGA
IM THE LORD OF THE SITH
FUCK A PORCHE, IN A 10
WHEELER SCORCHIN UP A BIN
JUST A DORK, JUS A SILLY
NIGGA, FORTUNATELY FIT


CUT THE CHORD
YOU JUST A POOR NIGGA
BORED, I TOOK HIS BITCH
ENJOYING IN THAT SLIT
INTERCOURSE, SHE GET THAT DICK
AND OF COURSE, YOU IGNORING IT
TILL IM POURING AT MY FIFTH
BITCH KEEP TOYING HAVE TO SPIT
MY SHIT IN VOIDS THAT PACK A GIFT
ITS A BOY, I HAVE TO THINK
SHE GIVE ME MORE THAN I CAN TAKE
I KNOCKED HER UP, AND NOW WE SOARING
THEN WE TOURING OUT OF STATE
I TOOK HIS HOE, LOOK AT HIS FACE
A CROOKED JAW, ITS OUTTA PLACE
YOU LOOKIN LONG, IM BOUT TO TAKE
THE WOODEN BOW, AND OUT A SNAKE
MY GUCCI GOLD, YOURS FOUL AND FAKE
I SHOOT A HOE, WITH OUNCES AIMED
AT HER COOCHIE HOLE, SAY OUCHIE AINT
NO TRUTH BE TOLD, I SMILE AND WAVE
MY GUCCI GOLD, YOURS FOUL AND FAKE
I SHOOT A HOE, WITH OUNCES AIMED
AT HER COOCHIE HOLE, SAY OUCHIE AINT
NO TRUTH BE TOLD, I SMILE AND WAVE

STARTED LEANIN OFF NIGGA,
IN THE FORD, IMA DRIFT
IMA KING, A BOSS NIGGA
IM THE LORD OF THE SITH
FUCK A PORCHE, IN A 10
WHEELER SCORCHIN UP A BIN
JUST A DORK, JUS A SILLY
NIGGA, FORTUNATELY FIT
STARTED LEANIN OFF NIGGA,
IN THE FORD, IMA DRIFT
IMA KING, A BOSS NIGGA
IM THE LORD OF THE SITH
FUCK A PORCHE, IN A 10
WHEELER SCORCHIN UP A BIN
JUST A DORK, JUS A SILLY
NIGGA, FORTUNATELY FIT

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LORD OF THE $ITH (Prod. BlokBaby Squeak)

HULA HOOP [PROD. KHROAM X SIX HUNNID]

LYRIC$:

GRITTY, GRITTY, NITPICKY,
FENTY, FENTY, GET DIZZY,
REALLY, REALLY SIP SIZZY
KILL THESE SILLY HILLBILLIES
SNIFFIN PILLIES IN BILLIES
RISKING KILLINGS JUS FOR PENNIES
DRIPPING, DRIPPING, LIQUIDY,
STICKY ICKY, HITS MISS ME

YOU WANT BEEF? GET PLENTY.
BUT YOU WANNA CEASE? KEEP WISHING.
TOOL ON ME KEEPS SPINNING,
SHOO FLY, FLEE, FLY ENDLESS
IN MY DREAMS, I'M SWIMMING
IN THE SEA, DIVE IN IT,
DESTINY'S DYING, SINKING
REST IN PEACE FOUL DEMON
WHATCHU WANT?
FUCK YOU CHUMP.
BUCK YOU UP,
SHOULDER SHRUG.
FUCK HER ROUGH, I DON'T BUST
SHUTTERBUG, I SHOW YA
WONDER WHAT? IF I'LL OWN UP.
RUNNER UP, AND MY GOLD PLUSH.
HUNTER OF THOSE DUMBER DUCKS
BRUH COVER UP YO SUMMER CLUB
CUZ GUNNERS BUST,
AND I DONT TRUST
ANOTHER ONE,
I KNOW WHAT'S UP
YOUR FUCKIN BUTT, IT'S
DINO MUTTS BIG GIANT FOOT,
THAT DYKE HOE BLUSHED,
BUT I'M DISGUSTED
RHINO RUPTURED,
MY FLOWS FUNCTION,
EYES CLOSED SUNKEN,
TYPO, TRUST ME
I DONT STUTTER
MY HOE SUPPER
IM GON MUNCH HER
I GO RAW AND
LIKE YO HOLLERING
FINAL BARGAIN
IM GON CHARGE IN
PSYCHO STARVIN
MIGHT GO LARPIN
IM GON TARGET
HYPER HARLETS
THE HARP IS HUMMING
BRIGHTEN UP BITCH
SCARRED AND CUT AND
IM IN LOVE WITH HER
MARCHING UP AND
WHY NO BLOODSHED?
SGT. SCHULTZ SAYS,
"I KNOW NOTHING!"

GRITTY, GRITTY, NITPICKY,
FENTY, FENTY, GET DIZZY,
REALLY, REALLY SIP SIZZY
KILL THESE SILLY HILLBILLIES
SNIFFIN PILLIES IN BILLIES
RISKING KILLINGS JUS FOR PENNIES
DRIPPING, DRIPPING, LIQUIDY,
STICKY ICKY, HITS MISS ME

GRITTY, GRITTY, NITPICKY,
FENTY, FENTY, GET DIZZY,
REALLY, REALLY SIP SIZZY
KILL THESE SILLY HILLBILLIES
SNIFFIN PILLIES IN BILLIES
RISKING KILLINGS JUS FOR PENNIES
DRIPPING, DRIPPING, LIQUIDY,
STICKY ICKY, HITS MISS ME

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NITPICKY [PROD. LOPEZZ]

LYRIC$:

YOU RUNNING INTO TROUBLE
THEM GUNS I REALLY TUCK EM
YOU FUMBLING A DUFFLE
MY BURNER GETS TO BUBBLING
I LEARN AND GET TO THUMPING
YOU BURN AND GET TO DUCKING
ANOTHER FUCKING FUCK UP
WHY, YOU NEVER WANT DISCUSS IT?
LOST YOUR NOGGIN QUICK
SO I LOST ALL MY RESPECT
DOG, YOU THOUGHT I'D TRY TO CHECK YOU
BUT FORGOT I'M NOT A SNAKE,
SHIT, I FORGOT HER HEART A MESS
AND THEN I TOSSED HER IN A DITCH
NEED AN OSCAR FOR THE FIM, BUT
WE WERE ON SOME OTHER SHIT
YEAH THAT XXX ON MY IPHONE X
OF YO EX, EX, EX,
GOT HER EYES CLOSED STRETCHED
DON'T STRESS, DON'T FRET AIN'T NO TYPO YET
SO I TEST HIS SET, SEE IF THEY MIGHT GO DIP

PLEASE, PLEASE DONT ENCOURAGE ME
HE NEED LOTS OF SURGERY
SEE WE OUT HERE EARNING KEEP
YOU NOT ABOUT THAT MURDERING
SAVAGERY, MY BURNER BEAM
WILL SPLATTER, CEASE YO HURTFUL SPEECH
ANATOMY, I LEARNED IT QUICK
A SACK OF WEED I BURN TO DEATH
A TRAGEDY I HAD TO SEND
ATTACKING ME I HAD TO KILL
A DRASTIC SCENE, I CLAP A LIL
A MASK AND BEAM, I ADD THE FILTH
IMAGINING MY WORDS WILL HIT
ACEDEMY, I EARNED MY WIT
A TRACTOR BEAM, I HURL A TIP
AN APPLE TREE, TRY LEARNING SIN
A NASTY SPEECH, ALLERGIC, ILL
A MASTERPIECE, ALERTING ME
A MAGIC MINX, SHE HEARD OF HIM
AND CASUALLY WAS FLIRTING STILL
A CAVITY, ITS HURTING HIM
EXACTLY, SEE THY WORTHLESS SELF
A PASSION SEE I WORD IT WELL
NOW COME BACK AT ME AND
SAY MY VERSE AIN'T REAL

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REAL TALK II [Prod. Travis The Leo]

AIN'T TO BE F*CKED WITH [PROD. TRULIFE]

LYRIC$

YALL IS JUST A JOKE, I'M LAUGHIN HAHA
I SOLD HIM THE DOPE BUT I CALLED IT ZAZA
YOU DONT WANT THAT SMOKE, BRO YOU IS NOT HOT
AY, SHE SPOKE, THEN SHE CHOKED, LIKE OOH LA LA

MY CREW ON TOP
CRIME TRUE, WHY SOLVE?
I SHOOT MY GLOCK
NINE SPEW, LIKE LYSOL
MIND ZOOM, ICON
HAIKUS, I TALK
TIME TO FIGHT OFF
SWINE FLU, I COUGH
I GOT YO BITCH UP IN SOME HIGH HEELS
IM WHO SHE CONFIDE IN
IF YOU TRYNA RIDE THEN
I HOPE YOU'RE READY DIE HERE
GOT BIG GUNS, THATS MY BICEPS
WHY THAT SHIT JUMP? THATS THAT HITECH
YOU A LIL CHUMP, THATS A SLY CHECK
WE GON HIT EM THEN WE SMILE AT HIM
WHERE THAT WHITE AT, I SUPPLY THAT
I STOLE IT RIGHT OUT UNDER HIS EYES YEAH
TOLD EM HE WAS JUS TO HIGH AND
THEN I RIDE BACK AND HE BUY BACK

YALL IS JUST A JOKE, I'M LAUGHIN HAHA
I SOLD HIM THE DOPE BUT I CALLED IT ZAZA
YOU DONT WANT THAT SMOKE, BRO YOU IS NOT HOT
AY, SHE SPOKE, THEN SHE CHOKED, LIKE OOH LA LA

WELL OSHKOSH BY GOSH
LOST CAUSE, EYES CROSSED
DROP TOP MY CARS
TOP NOTCH MY SONGS
SLOP TOP, I'M GONE
SLIME THOUGHT, WHY NOT?
LIKE FRAUD WHY TALK?
WHEN I'M ALL YALL GOT
I GOT THAT GUAP
I TOP HIGH CHARTS
MY WALLET MIGHT POP
FROM LINING IT UP
IM TYPING THAT ROUGH CUT
HYPING THAT UP
LIKE TYSON, THAT UPPERCUT
WHIPING HIS LOOK
SENDING SIGNALS, IN THE TEMPOS
ITS OFFICIAL, GET THE MEMO
RIP IT UP, AND SIP SOME SIP SO
WITH THE SHIT, DONT GET YA SHIT BLOWN
PISSED SO LISTEN, PISTOL WHIP EM,
BENT ON VENGEANCE, ITS SO PITIFUL
CRYSTAL IS GLOWIN, ITS GON GLISTEN
SNIFF ON IT, THEN TRIP ON ANYONE
WITCHYA BITCH, THO, TRICK A NYMPHO
IN A RENTAL, HITTIN HER TEMPLE
ITS SO SIMPLE, SPIT A QUICK FLOW
BRO I SPLIT YO INSTRUMENTAL

YALL IS JUST A JOKE, I'M LAUGHIN HAHA
I SOLD HIM THE DOPE BUT I CALLED IT ZAZA
YOU DONT WANT THAT SMOKE, BRO YOU IS NOT HOT
AY, SHE SPOKE, THEN SHE CHOKED, LIKE OOH LA LA

YALL IS JUST A JOKE, I'M LAUGHIN HAHA
I SOLD HIM THE DOPE BUT I CALLED IT ZAZA
YOU DONT WANT THAT SMOKE, BRO YOU IS NOT HOT
AY, SHE SPOKE, THEN SHE CHOKED, LIKE OOH LA LA

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OOH LA LA [PROD. PACBOY 808]

Mark My Words

Casanova Set Trippin Freestyle

"Introduction" - "Crazy Story Remix"

Zatona - Introduction "Crazy Story Remix"

Trance

TRANCE

Roger Waters, Rick Wright, David Gilmour, Nick Mason but also Syd Barrett: the musicians of Pink Floyd hit my personal music universe like asteroids from the end of the sixties - and often thereafter.

Alles Roger, Mr. Waters?

Russian Mafia Crips

[Intro]
There’s smoke in the air, I can taste the heat,
Every heartbeat pounding to the beat.
The lights fade down, the tension climbs,
One spark away from crossing the line.

[Verse 1]
Eyes locked, it’s a silent flame,
No words spoken, but we both feel the same.
The energy’s fierce, it’s pulling tight,
We’re lost in motion, lost in the night.

You move like thunder, I breathe you in,
Every moment feels like original sin.
It’s danger, it’s beauty, it’s something divine,
The fire’s spreading, you’re already mine.

[Pre-Chorus]
The room’s on edge, hearts in sync,
Every thought erased in a single blink.
Can’t contain what burns inside,
No fear, no walls, just the rise.

[Chorus]
Like wildfire, spreading through my veins,
You set the night ablaze with no chains.
No control, no need to hide,
It’s passion roaring deep inside.
Like wildfire, unstoppable and free,
You’re the flame consuming me.
One spark, and we ignite,
Burning hotter through the night.

[Verse 2]
Every step closer, we blur the lines,
The rhythm’s chaos, the heat divine.
You’re danger dressed in heaven’s glow,
And I can’t stop — I don’t wanna let go.

The rush, the pull, the energy high,
Two souls colliding, you and I.
It’s not just want, it’s something true,
A wildfire — me and you.

[Pre-Chorus]
The room’s on edge, hearts in sync,
Every thought erased in a single blink.
Can’t contain what burns inside,
No fear, no walls, just the rise.

[Chorus]
Like wildfire, spreading through my veins,
You set the night ablaze with no chains.
No control, no need to hide,
It’s passion roaring deep inside.
Like wildfire, unstoppable and free,
You’re the flame consuming me.
One spark, and we ignite,
Burning hotter through the night.

[Bridge]
It’s not just heat, it’s something pure,
A force that breaks, then makes us sure.
We’re lost, we’re found, we’re fire, we’re air,
Two hearts untamed, without a care.

[Final Chorus]
Like wildfire, spreading through my veins,
You set the night ablaze with no chains.
No control, no need to hide,
It’s passion roaring deep inside.
Like wildfire, unstoppable and free,
You’re the flame consuming me.
Let the world fade, let it all ignite,
We’ll burn forever through the night.

[Outro]
Wildfire…
In your touch, I’m alive.
Wildfire…
Together, we survive.

Wildfire

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AIN'T TO BE F*CKED WITH [PROD. TRULIFE]

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