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but was asked only the day before it was at a big theater but all of a sudden I was in Colorado I was trying to take pictures of the mountains I was
.P. to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch
I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug dealer
I got it sellin'
on a nigga yea I gotta panther mind
I created by a element that you know you can’t combine
I’m the realest I know and trust that that’s a fact
Everybody want
and it's onto the next
Pose to threat but its muscle memory when I flex
They can't hack it when brown youths takes a stab at it
Knives on the street, forks
I got a check, now I'm addicted
We blowin' it too
I be lowkey when I'm making a move
Flipping them racks and it's off of the tunes
I wanna ball,
same words have power to speak life and prosperity
I have been given the authority, yes I
I can move mountains by the words that I speak
By the power
Didn't move the brown or the crack
Use to pick up for the fact
I could make more back by breaking down to scores n that
Stack to buy out the stores n that
Heavy and hollow, hit by a brown bird
We stood and watched her gape like a rattlesnake
And paint and labour over every intake
I said a sort of prayer
Too many days have gone by
Since I've seen your brown eyes
I'm starting to miss the feeling of your hand in mine
It's like you've gone away
Now I
to make a lot of pay, even get a pretty wife
Yeah I'm going to get it all but there is no more baby steps
I can't move, so I guess, I got two left foots
come to the
After party
Acting naughty
Bounce that ball like volley
Move mountains
Came from the valley
Space jam can't feel my body
Roll jays like Bob
inch by inch
Until he’s the one they call to get em out of a pinch
What do you get when you’re a scrawny kid, hardly big
Enough to stand up for yourself
under their direction
Stabbed by my loyalty
To remain under their discretion
Why'd you stop
Stop what, dog
Living
I was desperate to fit in
Knowing I
ANDRE 3000: Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here
Well first of all, let me let you know who I am
Well, I
Don't front your move I peep it
Can't challenge me I seen it
I was up at the edge but you gave me a reason
That shit ain't een cool u a demon
I
you by the hand?
What's the matter with you
My lovely brown eyed man?
How come I can feel you shaking?
They want me bad, now bad I'll be
They
cubes in the cup drinking all brown
while we bump in James Brown
and we keep it ill sounds
on the back of astroids
I fuck with Dan Aykroyd
funny
Time moves quick
It's a trip you can't rewind it
Whatever you looking for I hope you find it
Can't believe it I'm looking at what the time did
Nobody else makes me feel like this
Makes me feel like I can't lose
Like it's warm, like it's light
Like it's gonna be alright
Like the storm is
y'all tee'd fronting and brown nosing
While asking questions
Trynna figure what I'm doing next
Can't you see I'm working
Mom's sick and says she needs
waiting all night
Just to see you by my side side yeah
Baby girl let me see your body move
Every time I wanna get away with you
Grab your hips pull you
A cold winter wind chased the snow down the mountains
And it covered the brown of the grass on the plains
And there in that small house it cut
ANDRE 3000: Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here
Well first of all, let me let you know who I am
Well, I
To the rhythm of the boogie the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
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