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crash the whip don't need my hands
Head in the Tesla van
Purple skies and grime
Shout out shovel man
Purple skies and grime
Yo shout out Lil Shovel
Hey

I cross I reach my hand up but man I'm jus too small to grab it
It's proof we all can have it 
Da loot is all dat matter 
Want it all try to take it

and now sitting here in squalor
A hand burst from the dirt and it pulls me by the collar
Only life left to give, oathbreaker
A man stripped of love and life

Punished when you come toe-to-toe with this munchkin
Blood is catching on fire when I'm combustin'

Among these heathens, I'm being a little distinct
In

the reaching
Like they Scottie Pippen with they hands itching
Niggas rapping with they friends in back of them
And they be acting like they wasn't practicing

sleeves
Still not getting no love
Man enough if is enough
Im done wasting my time
The lord called us by sheep
The blind leading the blind lord
Give us

The night will be clear and the moon will be full
I was told by the man on the old radio
Let's gather our things and head for the shore
The world out

an automatic
You gotta Watch out for static
I’m shocked you niggas ain’t have it
I can never be defeated
By no man, mortal, or a being
You messing round with

the lamb
So tell me now
Who has the upper hand
In these uncharted lands 
We're all just mortal man
All wanna see light again
So hold the match up like

Another count to the start
Another set of my little fuel
Since that time we met
There’s no day I can not think about you
One more day goes by
With

the sound
I just like that ass turn around

Yo you ever heard of Chefwater
Slice
He give advice and put his staff into the best waters
Man gon rip your

Fonzarelli
God’s will is my will power
It’s like that
Kung pao chicken with it
Sweet and sour
Finger licking so good
I give my hands a shower
At that

motherfuckers dippin and peelin
They don’t want the smoke go get your mans
Me Evan Kodie and Justin and Cam
They had bout 12 we don’t give a damn
Politicin' then

monster, no boogie man
That could prepare you for the demon,
That has got you in his hands
Understand, that I'm the devil
Here to do the devil's work
Was

you like falafel, i'm joking,
You know i keep the deuces up,
Peaceful but I can take the smoke like a loosie does,
Stay distracted by a little hoochie

Woman. won't you tell me what you know
Something here I don't understand
I recall a solemn vow
Not very long ago
About a woman
Standing by her man

free
Every night I walk down the street alone
Every time I die, Everytime I put my hands up, and say give me everything that you fucking got
You sound

all of that ass you need to shake it 
You know, give a nigga some motivation
Take a trip to the crib, light something get it in
Fuck around write a song

a little money now I'm power mad
The other night, I sniffed powder off a stripper's ass
Turned out she ain't a hooker, got a man
She just dancing

on your wrists and have no self

Really wanna hit you
I'm so damnin tired of this fighting man I'll slit you
Can't believe I trusted someone only by their

Bumped into you by the bookshop 
What a fine man you became with 
All your summer reading purchased 
And your cut-off plastic bracelet 
Did you ever

the biggest blunts on hand (Damn)
Sometimes I go smokeless for the body high my man
Stash the blunt and calm 
Down its fun to get
High on life and yet
Sober.

the lights down low
Work hard till we pass out
So let me download
Every time I pull up there’s a homicide
People stand by looking horrified
Umpire challenge

man now and I found my way
And you holding this hand seem like yesterday, whoa
Damn, how times flies by, pops, it's alright
You know I love you, Daddy,