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voynich manuscript outro - cargo qell lyrics

[verse 1: cargo qell]
this here’s for my hearts from around my parts
who work the corners and strip yo it’s hot
he b locked because he just played the block
might as well auction some slaves on the lot
i gave you bars with the pen off the pot
now look how they got britney griner on trading blocks
smoked
they didn’t block
and lost the bout the viktor
played with the rock
stayed with the rock
graced with le bron longevity
pr raising my stocks
like my son out here with friends saying i played with ya pops
won’t workout for em when i’m still at tip top shape in my primе
tip toed in my sh*t snowed in with all this weight from thе dock
sniff that off of ock countertop, show me you not cop n*gga
show me (show)
my fist get rinsed from pieces off my wrist
swiped up the ritz
charting
arms on me like carlton
ar 10s
cargo ran down on plug imma spark em
you st*rdy?
i stir these lil n*ggas all in a pot
hasbulla magomedov head ass
i’m being deadass, k!ll em he b*tt
jacking a lifestyle he not built for
boy gotta quit
shots never stopped
ever met a person who’d cross someone to score? not our bop
(not)
can’t believe that i thought we same team and achieving
can’t believe he rode in past and turned rodent did bad
wrote in missing pieces in pad to get us bagged
hoping out of incarceration
freedom
but it’s carpediem, ain’t gotta d him
hood fiending to see em
for life looked over his shoulder
he not a soldier, he sold ya, i sewed the
holes in my clothes until i sold out some shows and venues
had me placed on they menu
my show day
like shohei at plate
show off and show face huh
bro ate
bro, crack, bro, crack
i*i*i*i took em this this far
for one who never had ish no tiffany iffy
the plaintiff a need witsec no kidding
you sh*ttin’ me?
livid and i ain’t taking sh*t lightly
heavy on it
sharpened spears to aries wild desi’s pointed
i don’t hesi appointed
i be
front lining for mine
be, be mindful with mine
wishing all of my skeptics best look
n*gga bon voyage
f*ck that bond if they toy on god
and that bind that they in
all production zipped
my lyrics sitting like the voynich m*n*script
stripped
them a lifetime to figure me out
swig til he out
bout the right time
yo get with me now
n*gga we out
get with me now
n*gga we out (we out)
[outro talking]
hold on
to my cabinet (my hearts) you know how we come correct only
(yessir) streeta g, legend (big legend)
big morrison monday sh*t
mula muhammad denim davis
i don’t know too much better
i don’t know
trg my soul
if you ever wanna know where i get my soul (i swear)
i told bro
i told v god we gone always see the vision through the haziest conditions
h*llo
word
my boy jet plane overseas bout to feel us
a small distraction ain’t nothing to a big thinker (nothing)
encarnacion putting them pieces together
we tied in (for life)
micro, micro
he ain’t on the beat this time but, we locked in forever
my young bull levels beyond a lot of you
a lot of you all
we got this sh*t on lock i mean
i mean
f*ck it
let’s hear it, how it sound from the top…

- cargo qell lyrics

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