Fire

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Judah Berman-Roberts - Rap

Fire

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It weren't the task f.o.r.c.e Got a tool for my getaway No remorse, oh of course There, preparing spliffs away Alright, well, anyway On attachin these strings Lord of Lords, King of Kings Everybody let's get the club crunk That momma didn't know what's right I give it to motherfuckin funk Original, I don't bite It's just be movin' alright Where do gangstas go when they die Had me feeling pail and dry Don't try to save ya soul My dick's gotta wart, my balls gotta lump Better know yo role I'm a psycho with a pump The ones that's thinkin' it's free tah bump So if you want some of what I have Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue Fresh off parole son, Got it on padlock Put thе Pen to the Pad Still getting monеy delivering as zip-lock And now I know and I'm so glad I had a little pad, my daughter called me Dad With CEO's wiping they nose, sniffing ya budget up Told me that they made you piss in a Reeses Cup

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