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smooth
This chopped cheese is from Red Hook
And this Glock was 3D printed in Bangladesh
This shit is international
I'm posted up at the crib-o with

take your soul (Boom)
The liq' for the dead we gon' always pour (Red)
Head hunter so you know she want some more
Green light ina four by four door (Boom)

scene
Every week is fashion week and
Every day I’m pressed clean
Detroit’s Angel, I even got red wings
I’m headed to the ball
Me and three prom queens
My

Poverty-stricken and malnourished people
Washer women, beggars
Children an organ grinder plays)

Lost souls all of us searching
Never finding what we are seeking

know
It safes nine
So as you lay your bed
So you lay on it

Rap2
Black is the colour of the skin we’re wearing
It’s filled with the blood of wicked doing

So don’t you tell me to be cool when my people still traumatized
Oversees, we’re underseen by blue and white can even ask the colour blind
And maybe

house
By the beach
Go shopping only with my bro to Louis Vuitton
Buy every colour car I want just like a don
Buy my dad that Rolex he always want
Make him

wounded by destruction, in hospitals they lie,
The corridors filled, on the floor they lie

Bombs are falling, tearing people down.
It's quite appalling,

your living rooms ignore the shadow of nibiru
A lunatic reflection of a mirror moon
Universal union is hindered by the gorilla tune
Chimps off the block

on what they eat, they're being watched by Camera 3

No choice in what I drive, demonized if business thrives
Profit's a four-letter word they raised

victorious shall be the church at rest

Yet she on earth hath union with God the Three in One
And mystic sweet communion with those whose rest is won
O happy

stand by your side
Our union will be strong, face the world with pride
Baby, You're my sunshine, and my reason to strive
My love for you, my baby, will

Philoetry
				 (By Ricardo Derose)
Intro
	History, Philosophy, Poetry;
	I give you Philoetry.

	History, Philosophy, Poetry;
	I give you Philoetry.

from the box like a go Pro
Back in the kitchen,
It's that season like Adobo
Strapped with 3 16's
It's that time like I'm stone cold
I'm so dope
They in

pack of that bud 
It's fucking hazy because of that blunt 
Eyes turned red, colour of blood 
washed out mind like it got flood 
But what the fuck, I got

One
Two
Three
Four
Trey came kickin' down
Yo motherfucking door
Pimp-slap yo dad
And fuck yo bitch like a ho'
I gave it to her so good
That she came

defending the post They call me, 
The mail man Karl Malone, BK the host 
Doing the most going coast to coast 
Forget LBJ it’s LBK the goat 
3 shots hitting

began to quake

Deeper she fell until out of sight so he was left alone
to face an eternal night

[Part 3: Union]

Lying on broken ground in the shadows

bled
My favourite colour red 
I never believed you mate 
Just die that's all I said
Just Die, just die
That's all I said
Just Die
That's all I said

switch. 
Iris.
Don’t fire us.
Coming trough.
Center rocked.
Fidelity is large.
Accelerate.
Side by side.
Red and blue march.
Let’s Elevate.
Emotion Convert.

soul was up for sale
Here me out
This is my testimony
I got multiple identities
Jesus help me please
Split personality, sinful by nature but saved at 23

the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones

Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm

Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones

Choppa

like she got my soul and fled
All those nights when i bled
Now i just see the colour red
Paranoia haunts, so i gotta watch where i tread
Because

like she got my soul and fled
All those nights when i bled
Now i just see the colour red
Paranoia haunts, so i gotta watch where i tread
Because