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all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound

[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
[Originally By Paul Simon]

A man walks down the street
He says why am I soft in the middle now
Why am I soft in the middle
The rest of my life is
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
gotta keep climbing
People be thinking this shit is simple and simon
Lookin' at my wrist to see the position that I'm in
Kinda clothes I'm wearing,
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
yesterday
In a 'Dear John' note she said I'm moving to L.A.
I'm calling it off
I'm taking the dog
And don't try to follow
She thinks she's a big star now
shit that happens in the past,
Cruisin' in my cut dog for my Chevy niggas wid anna in my trunk
I'm smokin' skunk my niggas boomin' cause that Tire Shop
track, 
In a furniture shop down on the quays. 
For the loneliness you foster, 
I suggest Paul Auster, 
A book called Timbuktu. 

Put a penny in
grip the road more in the rain
Took the Eddie Bauer off and put it up in my name
Spell it
C-H-U-C-K
I-N-G-L-I-S-H
Come shop with me dog, we'll be
the light brown hair
Night is falling like a bloody axe
Lies and rumors and the wind at my back
Hand on the wheel gravel on the road
Will the pawn shop sell
Guns, shootouts and crack sales
Black males who pack jails, trapped in hell
No peace, cold streets, surrounded by po-lice
This whole week,
the champ 
Is here I guarantee that they ass woke,
Ridin' on spoke, dats the elbow, still rockin' in da ice white shell toe,
Dis for my boys by dat kelso
c***suckers and rocks in the wind
Now I got my pot to piss in
Spottin' the top of this chain
Cuppin' over the opposition
Lookin' like a dog that's pissin'
Wake
cocksuckers and rocks in the wind
Now I got my pot to piss in
Spottin' the top of this chain
Cuppin' over the opposition
Lookin' like a dog that's pissin'
Wake