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SHAWN CHRYSTOPHER lyrics : "Sunset"

I'll be picking the crowd at snap back,
It's finding for only one, I'm killing !@$@s in line,
I'm feeling like I'll be whine.

These rappers don't show respect, I'm feeling sorry for mine,
The verses, they keep me go, when these policies is looking brown, damn.
So how you're in my city if you don't get no checks?

If everybody here is friends, who's the $#&@ing badass?
And what's my competition without the participants?
You !@$@s oochie wally, I'm more like it was written,

You steady decent, but I won't say %#@!,
Not 'cause I'm mature, because you ain't on my playlist.
So I cannot be responsive to something I never heard of,

You reach in to shake my hand I'm flipping naked the bird of you.
Hop under your birth to the (*##$es, you know I'm $#&@ing,
After she finish, nothing, race of the discussion.

I'm laughing, this (*##$ is cushion, sex away my concussion,
You let it here while you puffing, I'm out here under construction, damn.
So $#&@ 'em all, I mean it, $#&@ 'em all,

I hit the club in my city in purpose, I dug 'em all.
I'm tired of fake hugs and dealing with fake thugs,
I'm looking forward to the far, 'cause I'm a rack up.

I told the hostess I got my cake up. Hostess? Cake? Boy, wake up.
See, I'm the greatest, I mean it, I'm the greatest.
I rather walk in my checks than driving something from Avis.

I let the weak unfold, you !@$@s kiss my $$#, boy, cheek and hole.
'cause is the utter role, you !@$@s skipping class,
I graduated, now you wonder why you didn't pass.

I'm from the half, I have this, living in the past
They stay in the street, but pay the curve by saying trash.
And they say my name whenever my city's mentioned,

And you ain't making no sense like the !@$@ that's found missing.
Yeah, I told that he can turn to peaches,
Use the zipper for his products, looking thicker than that stripper.

Boy, no better roge, stay out of tune,
She only $#&@ with me, and I know I was deuce.
Instead a couple chains I've got a silver range,

I made a change of silver, see, that's the girl on pains.
I can't believe she ain't a model like these,
Black tights, white heels, looking fauls like thick.

I do not understand the discussion, my exes say me they hate me, so now I'm $#&@ing their cousins.
I guess my success got her undressed, ain't in Nebrasco, but she drinks Sunsets.


They call me when the sun sets, I need her.

My father figure, my father ain't never figured to be a father, didn't want to be bothered,

So without her having a dollar my mother raised her a scholar,
That's why I'm popping my collar, so if you with me, say ?holla?.
Shut up, you !@$@s be loud, watch you gonna kick you around,

Rather be dying for momma's flaws than never be trying.
You !@$@s sit on your couch, what the $#&@ tell me about
All of my verses are living verges of momma's new house, suicidal.

I smoke so much life, I see the damn butterfly through the broken sky
I smoke so much life, I see the damn butterfly through the broken sky
Wish I could have wings to fly away to where black kings are gonna stay,

I'm talking wide away, I'm anxious, 'cause everyone I know is patient, either ain't %#@!, or they're ancient.
And that ain't me.

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