Mlp Bros (Klinikuul

Scars (werepire)

Xoxoxo (werepire)

Save Time (werepire)

TWIN (ft.mastermorb)

Don't Look At Me - Single

Don't Look At Me

Real Love Feat  Mr Rukiz

Neste episódio, trataremos do Seguro de Crédito à Exportação na modalidade pós-embarque, que foi retomado com o objetivo de ampliar a inserção das micro, pequenas e médias empresas (MPMEs) no comércio exterior.

Cursos Aduaneiras:
Sistemática de Exportação
https://cursos.aduaneiras.com.br/Treinamento/141357/Sistematica_de_Exportacao

Retomada do Seguro de Crédito à Exportação

tekst: pabloscyzoryk
mix: HOBIT
master: HOBIT & pabloscyzoryk

Ludzka Stonoga (SCE Label DISS)

Magic City. 

Lyrics - 

Im quick to show a bitch magic, and then I cut her like a fraction
That goofy nigga know where I been
I just turned his new bitch into a has been
Why this bitch tryna get freaky, why does she act like she need me?
Two hoes in the trap and they easy
Niggas in love when they bitches be cheating
Bet you ain't know your bitch was a demon
Got her eyes rolling back to the ceiling
She swear that she celibate 
But she gon suck on my dick till she get her some semen

Broke bitch cant get a bottle 
Chopped bitch wanna be a model
Dumb nigga cant read a novel
I can tell a few hoes about em
I can fly you out to colorado
Pussy tasting like I won the lotto
Nigga chatting he gon be a fossil

Magic City
Why your bitch steady lying like she ain't just get influenced
She tryna take it slow but I had to get into it
Just take it slow, Just take it slow
She tryna take it slow for the adderall
it only takes a little magic to get em gone

Im quick to show a bitch magic, and then I cut her like a fraction
That goofy nigga know where I been
I just turned his new bitch into a has been
Why this bitch tryna get freaky, why does she act like she need me?
Two hoes in the trap and they easy
Niggas in love when they bitches be cheating
Bet you ain't know your bitch was a demon
Got her eyes rolling back to the ceiling
She swear that she celibate 
But she gon suck on my dick till she get her some semen

Broke bitch cant get a bottle 
Chopped bitch wanna be a model
Dumb nigga cant read a novel
I can tell a few hoes about em
I can fly you out to colorado
Pussy tasting like I won the lotto
Nigga chatting he gon be a fossil

Pretty girls listen to December!

Magic (P. Jusitfied)

Painting the chaos when 
Pain runs and meets today’s losses  
I am now raising my hands 
I descend to get lifted from all of the flames  
On the ledge of the mantle
That had once displayed 
A failed walk across a bridge I had damaged
The fuck where you land 
Past seemed to make the fucking days long 
So fast now in it  
And I’m done playing with the drugged up séances, they talk still
End it 
The problem was entities, they once claimed they were honest  
Then they traded all talk for days they would haunt me
I blamed the wrong cadence, the sails looked the same
Trees, they are walking out when no one’s standing here 
Bleed when I cough a lot, watching the planet
I can't change perspective 
The sun over what in the fuck is your damage
The plan wasn't one damage
Fuck your ladder I will take it as you crawl up 
Claw but you can't quite stop yourself falling
Astonishing you thought he caused of the fall of the god that was honestly not even part the bigger picture
Stay in center, guard it, we'll walk a fine line
Bring shame to the garden
And watch the flowers rot
To say that there wasn't a pray to your wrong a lot
And branches see the ages 
Agents of man have gone over the place we once had
Now they sit and they wait and they sanitize
Unforgiving, clearly they're angry

Showing patterns of a crossed road 
Intentions scattered  
I once painted until I fucking lost hold 
At least a thrill for the day
Then I got lonely
The what do we have left to say is better left cold  

Ashes of my passion mixed with habits and my actions
Turned this rubble in to dust
Inhale dysfunction as I impale my fate
The sword would never slay the thing abhorrent 
Entertaining or what some people sort of look away from
But I didn't look away, I claimed it home
In the fucked up place we know there's only no one left
But no one said the black flame isn't lit
Just isn't shown and when you take step
There's not you should know
What I claim is not your next days
Or safety in the cold
Fuck your mortgage  
I am portioning my order of some blow

Showing patterns of a crossed road 
Intentions scattered  
I once painted until I fucking lost hold 
At least a thrill for the day
Then I got lonely
The what do we have left to say is better left cold


Ambition

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