Oh, good evening, good afternoon, good morning, wherever you're listening from.

This is Hospital Records Podcast number 452 with myself whining, starting off with brand

new single bus to read with P money.

They say they want my laughing, so they see my laugh was mad.

My first email's on to his friend when I think back my laugh was mad.

I lost a lot, I made it back, I found connects, I made a pact, driving up and down.

The end wave, thank God, we made it back.

When it comes to unimpact, there's no discrimination, they ain't found myself, the white,

some stuff, the black, some stuff, the scale, some stuff, the white, I served the booze,

I tend it's mad, I'm never spoke, but they said thanks, they never knew me, but they

told their party friends, they know what shop, shop, brand of bad 19, my mom, we're making

more than me, I pulled the fridge, I pulled up bed, I pulled the yacht, with plasma

screenshift, I'm a raps of folk, and match, I thought the last it wasn't me, but they're

the things you can't unsee, I didn't know what she believed, especially when I started

by showing whips at 23, I saw the fizz and they saw P, I got the weather unto me, cause

I was bad as they can be, cause I was really in the streets, I hid my face, they got

to the point, like what's the point, they know it's me, me, I heard the sirens stop my

car, like what do you want, they pulled me twice, the day I was long, man, tossing questions,

what have you got, like I'm gonna throw them off, go plus, they be on C, man, what do you

want, they dragged me up and touch my car, to the stay, I think they took my watch,

every day, I went through this, I'm feeling the way, don't lie, the pigs, I was

happy, nothing, food can shit, while handcuffed, they cool me in the rig, but I never

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