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the rhymes that I spit
Songz so raw that'll probably make you sick to your stomach and I've never had a bad bitch
Just a lil bit wit a lil bih

I smoke weed
I

Oohh I can do this by myself
Ooh I don’t need nobody else
So I’m going ghost
So I’m going ghost
Somewhere No one knows
This world go comatose
So I’m

the P)
Yeah you know me bitch I'm Mercy G (I'm Mercy G)
I'm smoking on the finest funky weed (Weed...)
Still screaming "Fuck The Police" (Fuck em)
I told

Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard
Ridin round the city smokin weed avoidin cop cars
Just spent half a ticket that's a felon

I got to stop smoking weed I be getting paranoid
And this grown ass man talking I know you hear it boy
I turn the corner I don’t need a yoppa I just

me faster
Weed getting stronger, money getting longer
If being broke was right then tell me how can I get wronger
Stack racks, stack racks, racks what

wanna trap me in the corna oh yeah
Grab her ass n rub up on her 
She feelin me 
Inhale the weed
Love a nigga from the street yea

I need a masseuse 
Tell

it
Now I'm surrounded by my brothers and they mean business
And this chick that I love though she never witness
The work ethic man I slave but she

tell you it came from
But it get exported 

We all our own bos 
Only you who get extorted 

Only fuck the with weed
I could get you wat Yu snorting 

Wen

she got kicked out by her momma, damn

Niggas smoking weed they just livin'
Niggas gangbanging they just livin'
Everybody wanna just fit in
That's why I

not
Only wanna sit around and smoke my pot
Loves me loves me not
Only wanna sit around and smoke my pot 

It all started out when I lived downtown by

on dee fucking knees
On dee knees
Bitch say please
Fuck my job
Ride with mob
Smoke that weed
What I need
Not the drama
Chasing commas
Invade ya space

chase
And still I Pray
To see a better day
Lil bitch go play smoke weed till I'm gray
Diamonds all on my body that lil bitch she smiling cause she know

a game of chess
I'm King protect
Ayee
Double M he's a dope MC
Write a script like Socrates
Succeed while I smoke my weed
Me and Money be like pots and pees

got a shot because the fucking spot was hot ha
I don’t care about them quarter nickel dime bags
We gettin Cali bud blaze it by the pound yeah
I got

promo state to state 
Catch catch Mass. Music out in London smoking weed selling mixtapes 
I know my white girl doesnt luv me must of all been a mistake

and 
weed and toothpaste on her breath 
as she stretch and yawning, 
my polo pillow cases got her eyeliner on it
I'm high at the moment 
and every one came

good weed and were ballin out
In the studio everyday never clockin out
Say they wanna rap now there droppin out

Money in our pockets and were cashing

on her look roll dis weed up
She thirsts no more sipping from my cup can get the same treatment if she real er enough

Awaken by a dream I had yesterday

Shorty wanna smoke, got the weed aye 
Shorty wanna sip, got the lean aye 
Fuck it, I'm ball out D. Wade 
Gotta little knot in my jeans aye 
Now we in

There I lay
Beside the Great Dane
A stray in the south, obsessed by your mouth
And you've, been away for the fall
I've barely seen you at all

of pop
Let's not forget about our pasts 
Got me smoking on some weed
And I don't care if you get offended 
By what you see
You look like the type
That

rapping I live the American dream
How sad is that man
Know what I mean
We work different
I get to my goal by any means
Plant my seasoned seeds y’all grow

I have to
It's not silent my word is open on the street
100 thousand for your head I want it by next week
Billups known up on the street I'm Mr. 711