lORD sUFFERING

wIND iN mY sAILS

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[lYRICS]

see me smudging in the crib burning blunts until i'm cleansed
i don't gotta flood my wrist to show you what an igloo is
colder than an eskimo so b'y ya knows i'm innu it
take a trip to labrador and show you how my people live

qalupalik with these kids leave them sleeping with the fish
all of you newfies can get it if you ain't already yet
you should know who the man
told them time and time again
make an ode to newfoundland with every rhyme i write with the pen

i'se da b'y they should know that by now
they ride my tide they should know that by now
i builds da boat they should know that by now
i kills da flow they should know that by now

...they should know that b'y now

tHEY sHOULD kNOW tHAT b'Y nOW

mAKE bELIEVE

tAKE a wILD gUESS

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sample. Great Big Sea - Banks of Newfoundland

[LYRICS]

i'ma put the rock on the map like I'm playing c.o.d. with a game pass
give a newfie a welt with a gucci belt write g.g. on his ass
i been doing this shit all by myself i don't need no helping hand
i ain't new to this bitch we can iron that out keep a stick tucked in my pants

i'm the fog devil b'y i been through hell and back
from the fog-town all the way to hell-ifax
i'se da b'y i don't even need to tell you that
if you ain't know that by now then whadda y'at
if you ain't know that by now you can run it back
when i pull up on a b'y they hit the running man
i could run a mile around them hit a hundred laps
you ain't even put an album out b'y i made a hundred tracks

show me what you're working with
i don't fuck with none of that
don't know what your purpose is
stop you cannot rap
call yourself a wordsmith
is that what you call that
all ye b'ys worthless go and get a fucking bag
go and get a burger flipped 
don't quit your day job
even if you promoted this shit it wouldn't take off
i'm the only one in my city who repping st. john's
i don't take days off
wait until it pays off

i'ma do everything in my power until the lights out
point a beam at ya like the cape spear lighthouse
scare ya to det' what's the matter don't want to fight now
alright
i ain't up next b'y i'm up right now
i'ma wet a bitch up like wipeout
what you going on about
if you want to try-out fuck around and find out

(x2)
i like my money green
i like my cod white
i like my pussy pink
any newfoundlanders here tonight

when i'm up i can't get down
get my feet back on the ground
in the great big sea we gon' leave your body found
i ain't sipping crown royale but i'll take the fucking crown
b'y i feel like alan doyle how i do this for my-

gREAT bIG sEA (pt 2)

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sample. NTV Snook debt segment

[LYRICS]

i don't give a fuck about any you b'ys i'm straight
i ain't even giving you the time of the day
i got way too many blunts rolled i can't let them go to waste
smoking this shit like i'm tryna get high
roll up an eighth and take it to the face
smoking this shit like i'm tryna die
i ain't gonna leave behind a trace

i gave the b'ys something to relate with
you hop on the mic and don't even say shit
"i'm the topic of the conversation"
you sound like an a.i. generation
wonder why they're on nobody's playlist
so they go and try to copy my latest
they can try but they won't ever make it
even the way that they using their accent sound like they fake it

sAD, rEALLY

𝔦ПㄩҜ丂卄ㄩҜ

that tall feller standin o'er 'long 'side the stove

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