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letra de l'chaim - lord byron (rapper)

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large boats f-cking up the coast,n-ggas that love to boast carry big toast we never had sh-t,laugh till we sick we happy,oui oui when we in pari’s puffing mary on a ferris wheel i dare you to squeal,i remember being a 12 year old with paraphernal,i used to blow my whole sales on pokemon cards,moncler bubble my jeans d-mn near touching the lawn,i was drawn to the game like bob ross my time cost,check your watches,yes that was me clocking on your block hotter than march,dollars was tossed at skeleton matches unknown accents everybody packing even my diva blow you a napkin,fatal attraction,michael dougl-ss f-ck this these n-ggas should hand me ducketts cut budgets for the raps that i shove to the public,i love you mama but i gotta give f-ckers the drama so i can possibly put you in something other than honda,black mamba,kobe,scorched arm,pop pop pop pop i was forced to draw to make the war halt,filthy loot smell starch,regroup when we parched,do what we do just to acc-mulate hue in the fall,dreams of august i never forfeit though i almost lost it while viewing my cousins coffin we used to play lara croft, it was bigger than death like the beatles or jesus christ with a needle piercing his flesh, i can smell judas’s breath,my autobiography told through raps, remember i told you that, so if they spat lies just show em your back,forfeit my cream to the children of serria leon,serria mist kissed their cracked lips with fish the aroma,i been a kid since my grown up days, i’m only one, splitting chips for the songs i made? only my son, fat cribs plaques and sh-t cover my wall like spider webs withdrawing skulls from my presidential morgue we family, heres five bundles go and smother your child, gods son so when i die we’ll be living in style,popping cristal tell me what the f-ck is a race? we all people if its great ima acquire my taste,but yo

you living great,you spending cake,you flipping weight, don’t be greedy we all tryna get us some cake….you got estates,what we got at steak we dodging states, don’t be greedy we all tryna get us some cake …..we all tryna get us some cake, we all tryna get us some cake…

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