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First the sheep next the shepherd
Chuck's run amok multiplying like leopards
Spots em up the long bombs a record
A long shot three minutes fifteen
But full of color like the spots of a leopard
Drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd
Scratch my itch like a needle on a record
Full of life like
at
And don't forget that H, get you smacked in your face
Got so many sons, I was young, now they half my age
90K out in Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
in
He got it covered full of rhino heads
And boots of leopard skin

He got the means, he make the harvest high
But you can count those hungry
Hey, hey, hold it down, hold it down
Hello baby, I'm glad you called

We got a party goin' on and it's a free for all
I can't quite hear you,
man 
Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav 
And I can't seem to get away from it
I dreamed that I stabbed leviathan through the stomach,
Here we come now 
Turntable spin like a merry-go-round 
Never slow down, depending on how good your stereo sounds 
Set it, up in the hood where we go
likes to make it known Strong Island stylin 
For a while, so do that dance 
(Are you rockin the spot?) Yes I be 
(Showin others they do not?) Yes I be
hustlers
[M] We showin out
[K] Bronx to the Bay-ay-ay
[M] We showin out

[Motion Man]
You know how it is, I hear a noise and take my shit straight
it if I tire
Show me the toughest tree around
The Timber man will bring it down

Swing it hard, cut it clean
No halfway or in-between
Move when the axe
weight, sip Scotch, bust shots, smoke a lot
My cousin Billy, he done it silly, used to joke a lot
Chased bitches, cut class, got high and stayed broke
moon and stars was born
It's hard to explain how these pyramids formed

Talent that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs I'll be burning, burning hot
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they
Yeah, yeah, payback man

Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy
know it if I tire
Show me the toughest tree around the Timber man will bring it down
Swing it hard cut it clean no halfway or in-between
Move when
We've been gettin' beat up by this ol' life,
Seems all we got left is Friday and Saturday night 
And sometimes Sunday if Monday is a holiday.

I
You know how that feelin' feel
What to feel when it's gettin' real
More bullets to go around
Come jump in this water, nigga
You still with your mama
radio
This is your boy DJ Payne
I gotta get outta here man
I just wanna leave with
If you ain't got it by now,
Then you just ain't gettin' it
Yeah
walk in the spot, this is what I see
Everybody stops and they staring at me
I got passion in my pants
And I ain't afraid to show it (show it, show it
meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas
"New in town? Got it all, ya? wanna buy a gram?
Funny accent, a Russian in Amsterdam?
Looking for a job or need a place to stay?
Go see Kashei..."
the cup
Of a blind man at the gate
And forgot about a simple twist of fate

He woke up, she was gone
He didn't see nothing but the dawn
He got up of bed
out (freeway burnt out)
Got a passenger side that's empty wanting it to be your spot (be your spot)
But you on my billboard we can act like the charts
I'm no stranger to the rain
I'm a friend of thunder
Friend, is it any wonder lightning strikes me
I've fought with the devil
Got down on his level
though we was boys, without me
You wouldn't be Tyler the Creator, you're from the Dirty
I can tell whenever you perform, a leopard can't change it's spots