Going to see the forefront of shapes in
ze ze ze e e e xtttrrreeeeme free,
Moving by path and paving a strong fight of calibre like envy son of she fury in the curious , timid , a freakie misdimorous time in front of many men, til we hear the Son of us KdawG the lod a man at the top code a sin of a ghun in lads of the fought tight scorer, number and counter, high high high , mountain, we clear our head , for one insistent ,
A see of red come ahead, force the bed , young face ze ze ze e e e ttttrrreemme source,party insisted, sitting on a couch, in the heat of the black young free ghun a ready, a Son in full blooded mind for ahead ,
ze ze ze e e e extttrrreeeemm e free,
I dust my self down ,into the fight into the fight we took to right seeing fuking red
Yo yo co co yo yo,
Yo yo co co yo yo
Yo yo co co yo yo
Basdard ,
come,
ahead
Tell me why
Tell me why,
Pout bitches
Pout,
Pout bitches
Pout pout pout
Us in style
You are one
No I will not,
Boyz of the tall kiss and pace ,
You are freakie this weekend in, with a psycho, hot aching in the knife ,
Wild week a weakie
Noise of a bed
Became a good le le sound time loyal Boyz
Juzz local
Juzz ddd juzz
Ze ze ze e e e xtttrrreeeemm e
Innuendos,
golden innuendos,
So what a crescendo
A sound of elementro guile foot,
Boyz
In the endo a chill was Sun and the rain ,
You are a satellite man ,
A child was reign
Lucky in love ,
Bumpa to bump ,your slow to look,
Slow to lock with law ,
Of us we know fight ,
see see see,
Man on the run
A sin shinning Son
A hot blooded passion of a ranto begin,
I khilled you my self,
Black as the back of my neck
Black as the back, of the Ace of Spades cards dealt ,men ma naw ,
We know relic of your pow,
Ze ze ze e e e xtttrrreeeemm e free ,
We are the power , and the glory,
of ten thousand men ,
In full grow,
Le lele ala la se lele se la
Le lele ala la se lele se la
Le lele ala la se lele se la
We end this on a high note you are dead,
Filene high by note
Kdawg the lod the boy of the tod ,, in full junkata bounce to the death of the rott in the wayz of saigata in a house full of matter we bounce to the sound in couple of hatta,
Lodz of the street in a sly lead greet in a full metal jacket treat,
high note, call one two love ,
We were not,
One two love,
We are a ghun,a white fighter of sophisticated,eventually ,
This is time this is msgic,
So funk to the beat in your heat
Grow from the street in your neat fresh vibes of the street ,fresh tribes in a high high high buzz for life
I went from a tot
My gold is pure path,
Kdawg the lod and his wrath boyz to ladz.
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