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a hold on you
When the emptieness like a potion tends to fray your reason strand by strand
And there's no more need for the mask your wear
When the last
rhymes blending
Niggas up and liquifying, punks are crying
Crews are dying while the mack keeps shining
Gleaming, girls are screaming, cuz I'm arousing
My
slap a man from here to Amsterdam until this track's the jam
Cause that's the master plan, 
You know I have to slam out in Pakistan 
Make your crew
you turned it true
You don't seem to do all things the captain says

Oh, murderess, in the wilderness. 
With your victims all around you. 
Their
don't want to be
A jacko.

Big hotel on the news today
By the old fishin' hole where you used to play
It's prime real estate I would have to say
But your
Without my bending 
Ending all existence, my rhymes blending 
Niggaz up and liquifying 
Punks are crying 
Crews are dying 
While the mack keeps shining
heel is you like to feel your fingers on the wheel
Some live in the bottle, some live in the zoo
With the director and the actor and the crew
"For real. 
Everybody's a star, everybody shine 
("Shine. Shine. Shine")
Follow your heart and not mankind. 
("Kind. Kind. Kind")
For real, for
Fixing him some salmon croquettes with Kendrick, Cole and Kweli
In their dinner clothes, try me, you and your crew will bleed
Y'all bums ain't shot for
rich like a bitch
On my Proactiv shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will
rich like a bitch
On my Proactiv shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will
paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot damn
What's your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist laced up, very
bridge
Poking at your eyelids with the soul kids from where I live

Everybody's smiling big as Regis
And time froze like fetus, a guitarist took
A time
Right now! Right away!
Atmosphere motherfucker! If I need to I could fly away
I'll grind you and your weak crew into beef stew
Serve you with seafood
[Kyprios] 
I'm on my way, on the highway/ 
To a special place, it never rains, with better terrain/ 
And by the way I'll say good bye game/ 
But
it in your court
Me taking the shorts?
I'm holding the for'ps, child please

[Mr Lawnge]
Some of the time I'm with my crew, some of the time I'm
like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot damn
What's your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist
like you wanting a pill, my gun put your back on the streets
Spine on the concrete lookin' at the sun
Eyelids heavy, "Why did Crooked have to come?
He
rich like a bitch
On my Proactiv shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will
like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot damn
What's your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist
like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot damn
What's your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist
to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive
Not greedy or living' lavish yet but you can bet that when I do
Nobody from my crew will I forget
And if I
that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants 
 Hot damn! 
 What your name love, where you came from? 
 Neck and wrist laced up, very little make-up
my mental grave, livin dead, trapped in my head
I know the ledge and still learnin, the ignorant brain surgeon
Here's your permanent effect
like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot damn
What's your name love, where you came from
Neck and wrist