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a dog fight
So we just prayed
I got a cousin affected by Lupus
And every year they say she gon' die
But the Treasure just keeps getting better
And all

The Legendary Gold Coast
United by numerous powers
Some say we're cowards
Even though we're the main reason
Why they top the charts and flourish
All hail his

me that plate
The girls who get it get it and these other girls don't
Get it on the flo get it get it on the flo
My niggas get it get it and these

Freakin on yo bitch we got them hoes in
I'm surrounded by the gang I ain't got no friends
Pull up Skrt Skrt Ice on me Burr Burr
Spend that bag we ain't got

noticing signs
By December time I'll be drinking wine
Fuckin’ hoes in the hotel to Ginuwine
Living like a rockstar, interview with Nardwuar
What’s the point

When I woke up today in the sunshine
So thankful for greetin' the dawn
I sank my feet down in the carpet
and stretched like a kid in the morn

I

Uranium Fever

Elton Britt

Atomic Platters: Cold War Music from the Golden Age

2005

took my Geiger and I started to climb
Right up to the top where I thought I'd find
A hunk of rock that would make it click
Just like I'd read about

And You Don't Stop

D-Nice

Call Me D-Nice

1990

tonight and I'll sell ya
a wolf ticket, to the Twilight Zone
Like Al. be	 Sure, you're off on your own
microphone that alone could display all day
Then I'll

Write the best shit
On some life n death shit
Bitch ima die a goat
Yeah thats quite an exit
Pitching rock watch em build a block
Like its Tetris
In

a view of the fishes
You could get used to this feeling
We living life in your youth full of riches
While real treasure pass you by
But that's okay you

HMP

Zebrahead

Phoenix

2008

it slow
It's bullshit by design, we're about to blow your mind

I ain't no Steve McQueen
I'm like a dead pop star in a magazine
I'm really one last

smellin' like Runtz
I know she steppin' with us
I told the plug I'ma need an abundance
Flooded the city with mud
Top down but we came out the jungle

heard some things that I just didn't like
It's good to see you up and getting back on the bike
So let me show you all about the place
You're look good,

Wagon Wheels
Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney / Timothy Vincent Mauldin



Come to the glass doors,
Hinged in my walls.
Knock, and they'll open

degradation patreon
I hate producing, I hate the music
And Steve Jobs never wrote a single line of code,
Just like Moses
And all of, the bad times
I see you,

true, but too late
To forgive and forget
No advice, just stones
Surround me like death corpses
Might be true, might be false
Think and live by your own
We

track so I'm still blessed in the end
And I know that there's bigger problems for these kids in the ends
There's issues that really get pushed out by

Huhahahhha
Aye
They all add up
I was never good at math
But don't ya see
It's like a snowball 10 feet deep
Barreling down on me
And you
And everybody

It's pushing me the most
Scoreboard, several disciplines
Corroborate the odyssey is calling me now
I been around it's just weakness that's been keeping

from Yoda, Steve Jobs, and King Kai
Got my light saber, created by Bill Nye
Feel so free I high fived the sky
So much to see, so much to do, oh my
Hold

long
It's like i'm full of myself
But i'm still eating
And i'm still starving
And i'm still ballin' harder than Steve Harvey
Take the problems down from

Save for a shared glance
Floating effervescently
Like a fabled woman of the sea
In times gone by
When we were alive
Solid and golden
But we were not

gotta love it. 21 pieces I gotta go deep fuck it
Three steps to get a thot, Issa a Steve job trap
IWatch, iPhone then iMac
That’s fruitful domination

children sit by me
Don't get it twisted I got skills I'm dumb nice
So dumb nice I bring a rhyme to a gun fight
Get it
Like two guns ke o chaela nine nine
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