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your blood fluke
When it hurts to
I could be your tapeworm
When its fun
I could be your blood fluke
When it hurts to
But now we both know that it's done,

wanna be judging you
Cause they was born with hate in their blood like stomachs with the flukes
Better be careful,
Never let the hate be the only thing

blood's ever below?
No matter how many tries
Nobody really ever say that this was a fluke
She said nigga, you got a mouth like gold
But your heart like

a coup (Ayy)
Bet I make you puke
I'm the truth, you're a fluke (Ayy)
Raging in the booth (Ayy)
Driven like a coup (Ayy)
Bet I make you puke
I'm the truth,

Super Fluke

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

I skunk the blood up as to numb the public interface
Before the anime corrodes I'm trying to fork the figure eights.
Hogwash etiquette, truncate

I'm the one
I'm a dime
She a fluke
She be lying
I keep it real
I got no chill
I don't fuck with a fake
Only want stack up my cake
Bitch please do not

out the roof with the Mac-10
Everything I say is true no capping
Everything you say a fluke just yapping
Running your mouth we pull up automatics
He

love
Want me to die in cold blood
But sho enough as I've grown up
All I'm ever shown is I'm wrong and I don't know much
These cobras show no love
Want me

for me
That time wey I need help 
Nobody dey for me
Na only me I lonely
I swear to god I lonely (hey)
Blood of jesus cover
Enemies I conquer
Tell dem

verses like Freddy, Jason
Fuckin' amazing (woo)

You have to do it again
For people who think it's a fluke
You have to do it again, one more time,

a little blood spill
Now you punk-ass niggas know
Fucks with me, it's a must you bleed
Niggas think they so ill
'Til you make a little blood spill
Now you

Hold up don't tell me what I can do cause bitch I'm not like you
Bitch them drugs talking to a nigga feel like Rue
I be hanging out with bloods but

I'm from Pennsylvania
I've got converse razor shoes
I've got razor blood of blue
I've got a finger fucking fluke

Suck
Suck
Suck

I want a pencil veiny

not my type, you're not my type, you're not my type
But is it true
Yeah
Another night, another night, another night

It's not a fluke
Why is my mind

Ehh
Yeah yeah ahh
All you haters are a fluke
Uhh
You can blow me like the flute
Uhh
I can find another you
Uhh
I'm the one there's never two
Uhh
Yeah

These niggas be cap and these Bitches be fluke
I'm just trying to tell you the truth
Everything for the family
Round up the calvery
You're still

Mural

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

snug
To judge who was, who drew blood

And, lupe look at all these toucans
In a cemetery full of tomahawkes
Giving middle fingers to the pigeons

On these people see it through their eyes
Terror manifested in rivers of blood
From the men who were rounded up to die
And now many years have passed
You're

seen that twice
Know hot boy hot boy
Need that ice
I done robbed a few potnas
Cuz I seen they shyst
I got blood on the bottom
Of these all white Iceys

think they so big
P make a lil blood spill
Now you punk ass niggas know
If you fucks with me, it's a must you bleed

Catch me New York cruisin'
Stick in

The first one was a fluke
Anyone can get beginner's luck
Rookie think he too hot cause he drop
Bars about some Harry Potter books
And said some stuff

only beginning
I'm losing myself winning
Got it out the mud
Know I'm good
Cuz I'm really covered in the blood
In the hood, cuz I'm really covered in

Blue bird, spirit of the wasteland, fly
You fly
Blue bird, beauty of the wasteland, fight 
Petals burning, ordinary night

Fluke birth, riven in your

Lit like kokapelli
Ain't shit that you can tell me
Think I threw up blood so much vodka in my belly
They ask how I'm so hungry
Told em put it bluntly