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EmanFromDaA2
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Don't dry your eye if the shoes fits (Please)
I gotta guide em through the tapes
Like when Hov dropped the Blueprints (All day)
They got their theories but the truth is (What)
I saw what love did to Sammy
And then I tried to kill Cupid (That's brazy)
Cos bro was small his heart was King Kong (Yes)
We used to trade kawalis stories back to back
Like its ping pong (All day)
Rested for 6 so it's been long (Trust)
Since he decamped the onomatopoeia that's the ding dong
If T don't hear he must feel and its fact so
Let them take Balamory I'll just take the cash flow (TS)
I'll middle man a zip you want a whip?
I'll make a call for the zine
And make you lean like you Fat Joe (Trap)
Before I ever tried to make a track like the Midas one
Scully used to show me how to ginals til my eyes was numb (Gin)
I grabbed a crate instead of Google Translate
Cos everyone speaking love language
And I just know the guidance one (Brazy)
I call the scribe up to break it down
And simplify (Right now right now)
Tell you what it means what it is signifies (What)
For what he overcome
You know that Thomas is the one
Like Potter from the Goigne block
Or Potter out of Privet Drive
Some people try and run with this narrative about argh but like
My man's cool and she was cool I just think you're a bitch man
You know what I mean I'm not some bro if you done me dirty bro
You can burn in hell bro I don't give a fuck
Grudges that I've been hold (Brozay)
Your glitter seem gold (Facts)
Fuck what I been told (Fuck)
My walls have seen mold
My repeats never seem old (Why's that why's that)
I got a encore on stage then I went back to ends to reload (Haha)
Da aunties clutching on their wigs they caught me red handed (Please)
Beat him with the whip
In the whip until the bread landed (Whip)
These are problems that we prayed for so we stress manage
Pray for me cah if I die (why)
It'll be a dead language
All around juug I swear that bro was the best cah
He was like me he ain't care for recess it was
Same page same page we never regressed
Had the hymn sheets twinning like Dubs and TS wassup
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