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lirik lagu father and son and daughter – big d the impossible

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(verse: 1 big d the impossible)
lunches n brunches
lubrication air fuss n-gg- first first n-gg- n-gg- first, first n-gg-s n-gg- first, first, first n-gg- n-gg-s first
first record n-gg- sound quick i ain’t the type of people you can mess quick odd make a name out all mind
i’m a record lable, i make a record label reboot between the mind, between your line
who can distinguish i and you out
who first clan in tang big d e a l, i’m ain`t the type you can diss quick or re-band lace, i’m a family man
i first introduced you to rap counterfeit jotter, not pap or trump that you mingle into
bean shot up your mouth being into hahahaha big too, hahahaha, n-gg- slap my face my face down well
n-gg- quick rap pap on about the jerk, lummy what i’m into, my face blown down too
i f-ck ny wife you f-cked my b-tch regulate bee shot up your face down well, well, well well
before you crossed your line ink my time ain’t wasted on rhymes line gap whitney and nick syrup high b-tch
first crossed your line win or lose wrestling, gym now, boi, you think you gat dozen somethin’ to rap fake gee

(chorus: 1)
aleb-maye aleb-maye aleb-maye k!llin’ shovelin’ aleb-maye
aleb-maya aleb-maye k!llin’ shovelin’ k!llin’ shovelin’ aleb-maye

sheet paper gotten done too

aleb-maye k!llin shovelin’ aleb-maye
aleb-maye k!llin shovelin’ aleb-maye

(verse: 2)
first record i signed me and my son and i myself illuminat never forget biggie and pac reckon
death row legal local gees, amy first militant, enemy first editor habbit record addict cocaine congrats me
meeches make me out of sense mail, i’m needy
i’m in greedy, i’m in aids i don’t feel it, i don’t feel the line, i don’t mean it
likewise i don’t mess around like you g that call yourself d
gradually beach to god gat dozen somethin’ or nothin’ to say whey when i`m in reboot, i’m onto my own
i label my senses racket my record and my soul
monkey tie ain’t suit me, wild loving the fitted upon my neck
monkey tie ain’t in sitted me, bold loving the size the fitted up on my neck
littering, day i’m on my own, i think, i gat more than i forget seminar, i gat it rolling on
i forget about more than i think i got, i forget it all
all i thought, all i got i and all i had
today is another day entirely and bring date day back
today goes on like tin c-ck dress i reap my way, i sat a wing soul and i see myself back line

(chorus: 2)
aleb-maye aleb-maye aleb-maye k!llin’ shovelin’ aleb-maye
aleb-maye aleb-maye k!llin’ shovelin’ k!llin shovelin’ aleb-maye

(verse: 3)
red record sight of a seed in just complication messiah one
ignorant intergrate inter service expiring interior vocabulary initiative
gas storm angle, misery capitalism in fare, in general capsule last sleeping
hobby whort science technology atlases atlantic ocean motoring particles
omega alpha aleb-maye catergory

(chorus 3)
aleb-maye, aleb-maye, aleb-maye, k!lling shovelin, aleb-maye

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