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Mornin' sunshine through the curtain
Throws a Rorschach on my wall
Wakin' up wide asleep
I try unravelling it all
By all rights I should be dead
by, she winked her eye
And Dawn came over, grabbed me at my fly
And that's about the time when Sushi came near
She kissed me on my cheek and blew in my
Traditions started by the school not far from the Apollo
My "Fuck tomorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado - word to Custom Auto
creative
You're gonna need a saditive when you get tortured by this fucking native
My animosity for a female never quits
So I hang you to die - on two hooks
infront of loose triggers
Can't knock the hustle though, I may just bust a jigga
And lookin' through my eyes you can kinda get the picture
Mo money mo
not far from the Apollo
My "Fuck tomorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado, word to Custom Auto

Watch dem niggas that be close
Junior High
Part of my crew, everybody knew the kid
He was the talk of the school, intelligent
And well spoken, respected by teachers
All the other
of yourself, uh
And Love, when I look at you, I see my reflection
So I offer my love, affection and protection
Shawty, you dead fine, but the bottom-line is
(yeah)
I live by the word until I die by your sword
Even when I'm dead my head will live inside your RCA cords
I wait for the right time, but it
Yeah
To all my fans
The people, who don't know..
What I been goin through
To make my, own..

Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upsets
Shawty, you dead fine, but the bottom-line is
You're still my sister

[Chorus]

Well, I say you're my, beginnin' my end
You're my sista lover
the bus



[Necro]

You'll have your head handed to you, end up a dead bandit

Slayed by the commander of brutal, you betta understand it

We using
the bus



[Necro]

You'll have your head handed to you, end up a dead bandit

Slayed by the commander of brutal, you betta understand it

We using
as I'm looking at him dead in his eyes
I seen the devil himself in physical disguise
I had to get him out my cipher, my only chance was my nine
won't be
you
I pass through, never linger and dwell
Looking tired as hell, you can tell I’ve been through the wringer
Plucking female singers
And you ain’t
Goin' through some bad times
But be thankful for the good times, yeah (In my life)
Though we must build up
The strength to carry on
Welcome to my world
don’t really want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you
the eyes, say,
"Here's what we're gonna do. 
You've been possessed by a demon,
We're gonna beat him out of you."

Sonita cries for help.
She sees her
fangs and see through hearts
But they wouldn't be caught dead without the right clothes on
The harder they try, the more everything goes wrong