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The nigga, what

Lord have sympathy
And forgive Michael history as
The coolest nigga,

I the Lord
But sometimes it's that I love me more
I the peace and I love the war
I love the seas and I love the
No love for no baby, that's law
But she doesn't see; therefore, I
I trick, I fall, run up in raw
I love her all my heart
Every vein, vessel, every bullet lodged
With every flower that I took apart
She said that she give me greatness, status
Placement above the
My would grace covers
Of the magazines of the
Paper, the likes of which that I had seen
Her eyes green with the logo of our dreams
The of our scene
The obscene obsession for the
She would be my queen, I could be her
Together, she would me cool
And we would both

And I would never feel
And never be pleasure, ever again
And if the reign stops and dry
She would cry just so I can drink the tears from her
She'd teach me how to fly, even cushion my
If my engines ever and I plummet from the sky
But she will me high, and if I ever die
She would commission on her bosom to him
Or maybe retire as well
A match made in Heaven, set the in Hell
And be

The coolest nigga,

Lord have sympathy
And forgive Young history as
The nigga, what

And so our reign
The Her and I, caine
No weather man could ever stand when her and I
hard, umbrella, whatever
Put plywood over panes
And pray to God that the flood
you gon' need a sub til he does reply
And not one of you think it's all arid
And e'eryt'ing's irie, another
That means another July inside my summer
That was just the eye of the Unger,
Cause he is the amongst the
Younger outstanding up-and-comers
The ones that had deadbeat daddies and well-to-do
But not well to keep 'em from us
The ones that fighting in class who might not pass
Rap record to laugh at a life not fast
Can you it?
Is I got asked
Do I love
Said, I know
got my heart, Game got my soul
One time missing sunshine will never hurt your
Quote to a crying, dishonored baby
Who's the mama to the that I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a with a solid gold key
the starter of a car, the opener of a door, or two pounds of raw
You me a baby, but what about lately?
Then ha-ha-ha-ha-ha'd up in her face, G
more fish in the sea
I'm on my to be

The nigga, what

Lord please sympathy
And Michael Young history as
The coolest nigga,

Come, these are the of The Cool
Guaranteed to go and make you from your school
And seek unholy grails a fool
And hang with the of the pool
of the hustle
No heaven up above you, no hell ye
And no one will thee
So shed no when we're not here
And keep your as we chase
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