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. I'll never be your fiend. Spinning the dice of what I feel. I just hate this disguise. I'm not your fetter fiend. There's just too much that you haven't seen. Hanging on by a thread or narrow
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on the halls. Where the gallery once gave him seven cat calls. But his grandest creation as he loves to tell. Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell I have played in my time every possible part
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mic to ***. So then I add all the rhymes I had. One after the other one, then I make another one. To *** the opposite then ask if the brother's done. I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine. But
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without a mic to ***. So then I add all the rhymes I had. One after the other one, then I make another one. To *** the opposite then ask if the brother's done. I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
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mic to ***. So then I add all the rhymes I had. One after the other one, then I make another one. To *** the opposite then ask if the brother's done. I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine. But
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a vassel, and got you seein' me crystal. Niggaz sweatin' in they sleep, I got them sleepin' with pistols. I'm the dope, you the fiend, fuckin' right, I'm fiction Shot a nigga from frontin', I'm on
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Rakim the Fiend of a Microphone. I'm not HIM, so leave my mic alone. Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go. So fasten your seatbelt 'cause I'm about to flow No need to speed slow down to let the
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on the halls. Where the gallery once gave him seven cat calls. But his grandest creation as he loves to tell. Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell I have played in my time every possible part
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F/ Mcafee. . Fiend. Yeah, yeah! Yeah!. We ain't never went nowhere nigga. . Chorus Fiend + Mcafee. I'm speakin from the rock bottom, got a problem I can solve 'em. Get your paper burn 'em out
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Yeah, everybody got one, and you're mine Baby I'm your fiend, baby I'm your fiend, baby I'm your fiend. I've been cravin' for your love, I've been savin'. I've been pavin' the low road to you
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back And in the end, you know a dope fiend ain't got no friends. And a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end. Hope to die now 'cause you know I'm better off dead. Hey brother, won't you lend me a
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ax and chops the wack,. Soon the lyrical format is superior,. Faces of death remain,. Mc's decaying, cuz they never stayed,. The scene of a crime every night at the show,. The fiend of a rhyme on
