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had my style possessed my stamina
Man they tryna bottle this and sell it by the canister
Yeah they call me king get your manners up!
Go bananas but

like he Wednesday
I'm her sensei, master splinter, not a rat, neither a quitter
Pockets talk when I walk, hey hey hey, like fat Albert they bigger
Big

built you

Crazy you would die for the same niggas that'll kill you
This shit bigger than Nino Brown, the way this industry set up
Pac and BIG'll be cool

on that bonsai
I keep it true, man
Going from a crowd blender
To the Brown Truman
Trying keep my cool
While they see me as
Less of a human
Don't know where

doing good
Ms. Brown and Beth, y'all know I love you
And then my three headed goat
Ms. Reichert, Ms. Sumner, Ms. Phillips
It's all love man, y'all taught

Don't bow my head Because i am grace
Stack my bread Make my plate
I rely on the facts I don't walk by faith
And its all on me so i got to make a way

You're always out on the town
Not a single map can pin you down
Know's everybody around
But your still Mr Mysterious
Cause you go by Jay
Brown eye's

too big for your boots and britches
Travel at night by hitching
I don't care if you lose as long as you finish

As long as you finish
Stop caring

stop them in their tracks

Big coins and little notes

Would they throw

This was the start of the rise of the Reverend Bobby's Buskers

And boy that

Verse 1 (D-Cipher):
What happened to that bond that we always shared?,
Nowadays, I try to reach out and you're not even there,
Man down,
Talk about

Won't keep up got my foot breezing,
Quit day dreaming fam double A on a different season
Got this girl screaming it's the third time that I tried to ease

frauds
They all clowns they in disguise
I'm ridin' by my lonely
Nah, just me and my .45
Dese fuck nikkas phonies
Ain't never suit up and go slide
I aint

plan, all of my life, I always been the same man
get with a group, look for the truth, come to find out, that the team was aloof
stuck in the stupor,

while
I'm walking by foot
The path of least resistance is the one these niggas never took

out a ya yard fi open foot jus like a bracket an mi got it
Counting up the bands
do it every night
Rolling by the gram
Blowing every night
Do it for

You can never reach me I'm way up In mountains
Got big plans and I'm never doubting
Any judgement from the bois we Bout it
Hearing my echos cause I

My dogs all cold and this
Is like the Iditarod
A brown want blood, I supply them some meth
I'ma let the mystery be ours to man

Yeah, they trying

uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I seen you double multiply
Add these words for you and mama I
Will not fight for Salem, prophesize 
Two big chunks

black and brown
Folks that know the game, not in class to clown
Had the funny accent, look who's laughing now
See Samir came here to grind, and he

that you ain't notice
Andrew Bogut, seven foot, a tad deeper you supposed to dig
Notice when the poetry in motion
And they saying "Aw, Thebe, brother,

shittin' me? (Huh)
My foot in yo' ass like a enema (I will man-down you)
Crib got all type of amenities (I got a dishwasher)
Took of the top like

Riding Home

Marlon Roudette

Matter Fixed

2011

and sold, and sold, riding home
I don't know ? ain't no home...

Wait, the same little boy with the cassette tape?
The big foot jeans, awaiting

Immigrants Cry

Alfred Lloyd

Let's Talk

2009

Cover up from head to foot but the breeze still a blow
Me affi punch the clock by a quarter to nine
Like it or not me affi work overtime

Immigrants'

Key to the City

J.U.I.C.E.

100% Juice

2001

be buggin' off the thoughts I said
Now I'm lampin' on the street, with my foot on the curb
give me the illest concept, and I can put it in words
Analog