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simple as abcs 
Silly words fly out the page and there's no way 
I'd tell you how I feel cause it makes no sense
I'd rather coalesce than confess and drown

and from his log he called
Hey porcupine you'll never catch this way
Let me catch the prey for you and by the morning dew
You will be the winner of the day

jeweler how it taste
Cop a goose, copper ace 
King of hearts not spades
Eye for an eye and a tooth for a mace 
Oh what a disgrace 
So we party all damn

even ask me
I’m blowing track meet blunts
All by myself 
He’s stuck 
A couple laps he’s up
Gotta go past these ducks
Gotta get past these fucks
Round

a couple riffs by Lamb of God, how am I not the best since Samurai Jack
Sit back at the promenade, drink to the dudes I could nominate, think of the flows I

a couple riffs by Lamb of God, how am I not the best since Samurai Jack
Sit back at the promenade, drink to the dudes I could nominate, think of the flows I

my debut, they don't know how to react now
Crown me, I'm a king just like them boys ballin' in Sac-town
I can't back down now
Murdering instrumentals

all gold
Rotten at the core
What's the score for a lost soul
Hope you heard cold water
Get the message
An get washed so
Healing hit you faster
An your

up so far apart yea its messed up
Still your by my side showing real love cause nobody else could ever keep on
Doing the things that you do man you

the river but I made it there
Daddy said if I didn't have it, I should take it there
I can't blame these greedy niggas tryna make it there, shit
You put me in

Ha, I can set it off, on the block with the homies they'll let it off
I ain't under stress at all (None). Do a nigga in, I'll be back by Fal
This is

Hey guy why you so wavy
Sit down in the Mercedes
Head down baby feel the A/C
He go spend the money like he owe me
Face pretty, big booty on me
Can't get

the puffing

Yes sir I be the legendary visionary
The jester I'm playing tricks like magic call me Harry
Ain't impressed by yo facade yo chips a mirage
Shit get

gears for it
Take some closest ears from me
Just to get some peace from it
Traitors in the mist think I’m blind and can’t see through it
I know all

Doe Doe and da Skunk

Suga Free

Street Gospel

1997

like to now
And my hoes can't go until my money is right
Now I'm about to get go after I G up from the feet up
And roll this weed up, like ?, speed up

when I get home, Kelly Price
I had 'em came, said the young niggas take your life (yessir)

And these days yeah nigga be talked up 
(Can you keep me

a shame thats how you feel
But Im stacking blue bills 
And Im not signed to no deal

No label on my back
But I still get bag 
If I take ya bitch 
Den you

to hand
Let it pan how it's supposed to
When nobody knows you, but they think that they do
I'm addicted
Just to telling the truth, I can't stop
Don't really

on sativa
Forget about my ex
How I got amnesia
Hit her with the flex
Hop in two seater
But here's the real flex
Villa in Anguilla
Caribbean Blues
Infinity

shine you with her blues
She's something like a magician, she knows how to do tricks
And leaves stains on the road, from her black
Berry lipstick, she

you get scared when the bills come
I got the guap, but I spend, I can't stay a bum
I got the sauce, dipped out, you better catch up
Huh, we gon'

Look at this blue pile of shit
What do you still want with it?
Burnt to a careless carcass
By hairless harnesses
Whoever can gather the paper
Is

of the gay shade by the troubles of El Ronno
Let's jump a train to the Sombrero Galaxy
And get away from all these rain atrocities
Who the hell sends school

racin'
You grandma listen to this tape, she say it's amazin'
Bitch it's only one me, there ain't no replacin'
Blue face what I chase in my own space