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In a jail cell.. life is hell.. waiting on bail.. hear stories that i tell

The stories that i tell.. dont always go well

Oh well oh well.. just

Nature Valley, Do be messy crumbs and lots of grain confetti
Oats and honey, how I roll, put that in my mouth hole
Spend two dollars on a bar, it's

Sueños lúcidos y ácido estomacal
Alucino por todos en el guacal
Calcando mi pasado, asiduo
Casi fancy clown
Carcinoma de mi cárcel
Parsimonia en zen

shit then
Inside peanut butter
Outside jelly
Candy paint dripping on my 72 Chevy
Cell phone ringing trap jumping like my telly
I feel like Kanye cause

Lack of Protein on Enzymes- Cancer’s created
Xeroderma pigmentosum- Flesh decays
Kaopsi’s Carcinoma- Mutations begin
PSYCHOTIC aggressive- Lost control

(Oh Well)
Shit you probably heard about me on your cell phone
She toss it back like mayfield to Odell
We popping tags but this shit more like Goodwill

lenn it was on sale
Serving that meth that death could of gone jail
Hell in the cell if your dawg got non bail
Remember them days, used to trap in

Choice of Weapons

Courtney Pine

Jazzmatazz, Vol. 2 (The New Reality)

1995

of layin' in wreck causes the stress 
I have to adjust to this mess and pull when it's best

[Guru] 
Yo, little big man, feelin' your oats because you're

for a nickel
Can’t rely on niggas they fickle
You niggas move funny it tickle
Lemonade how you sweet boy you simple
Free my cuz out that Cell it ain’t

And I'm feeling her quakin
Feeling her quake and feeling her vibe like a earthquake ooh
Feeling her quaking eating that shit like a bowl of oat raisin
Wait

bling bling
My tenure took me through Virginia
Ask Teddy Riley 'bout me
Ask the Federalis 'bout me
Tried to build a cell around me
Snatched my nigga Emory

me some iPhones
I was just in the hole on a cell phone
Ain't shit to do so, I text hoes
I was running real low I text Oats
Like "by next year I be so

Cells in my brain now getting fuse 
I don't give a fuck 'bout my friends I loose 
Samajh mei nahi aata ki kya Karun choose 
Social ke jhagde hai story

and the key for the cell
PC runnin' Excel
PG still gunnin' you down
Uphill battle but I'll still make a mountain outta my own molehill
Kickin' out the occupants

lose all my pay
In purple haze
And set ablaze to every single last brain cell
Overconsumption
I've been caught in conundrums
Over numbing
Constant

As your ugly face penetrates my heart
I drop my moral thoughts, turn killing to an art
I don't care about sex, or to spread the oat
I just need

Watchin' You

Danja Mowf

Word of Mowf

premeditation is a must 
But  lust turns brain cells to dust 
Thus we  focus on the nut bust 
And keep it hush hush  til I discuss us 
When my brown skin

the block in the dry cell I prayed on my bedding
I read Robert Greene's books, then I came home and met him
Thirty six laws in, and I ain't skipping