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One Slack, two Slacks
Old Slack, new Slacks
Red Slack, blue Slack
Me Slack, you Slack
I had two Slacks, now I got two more
Two plus two quick maths

two three four
Man I cant asleep with all this black noise
Is it just me or is the quiet much louder than noise
The trees don't rustle from the may

up in the Bay
Aye
Roll another blunt or two and errything is straight
I got so much that's on my plate my team sayin that we ate
If I drink another

In the kitchen whipping O’s
Bust it down know how it goes
Bag it up go hit the store
For the low that 2 for 4
Yeah this shit that pure that potent

And lemme talk my shit
Pour me 2 more shots 
Gimme 2 more shots

Someone fill my cup
And lemme talk my shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Someone fill my cup
And lemme talk

To the liberties they're taking
Colours of the winds are changing
All this progress they died making
Still so much discrimination, I can't believe
These politicians

My new bitch she bad, and I just flew out to LA
You can tell that she love me just by the look right on her face
Bitch you know I'm getting cake
I

mean
I’ll do me
It’s so confusing
 
Gen-Z 3:
Well I’ll lift you up
 
Gen-Z 2:
Ahh, that’s means so much
 
Gen-Z 1:
I’ll lift you up too
 
Gen-Z 2:
I’m

was there before 
I'm pretty sure that was you
I got two people hidden under my carpet 
My house smells a little bit of rotten flesh and garbage

the sky got the answer time catching up so I gotta move faster unseen arrival when I exit outside heavens gates hanging by my necklace if I was down and out

We gon' get it, we gon' get It Eat Daddy B, but the Recipe's spit
They don't know, we go Way back Mobbin' in the Kaiser Van, smashing up
Two jacks

saying ain't too repetitive

Man you the one I'm checking' I'm like one, two (Like one, two)
Okay, I'm chillin' by the fire eating fondue
Okay, no Justin,

racing while time passes by
(Staring out the window)

Usually have so much on my mind
(Staring out the window)
Stuck right here just fucked up and high

Two Sleepy People

Fats Waller & His Rhythm

His Best Recordings 1928-1942

1996

Here we are
Out of cigarettes
Holding hands and yawning
Look how late it gets
Two sleepy people by dawn's early light
And too much in love

Trails of smoke trapped in a two by two
Wasting the night feels right when I'm with you
It's the shimmer in your eyes
And the way you let down

die

Relaxing my way out     
Entangled in webs
Dreaming of dropping out     
Too much isn't said
A bridge over troubled skies     
Homeward we sail
Two

[VERSE 1]: Kay Kapone

(WASSGOOD) !!

Picture me in the frame and my head is missing

I know that was a subliminal message

it had so much damage

tha mail 

Nigga got the block on fire 
Two tons 
One month 
Bet 
I make me a m off tha scale 

Might spenda bag today 
But 
Niggas aint trippin 
I make

were two boys living different lives, suburban girls whispering about our love
We were too young smoking too much loud, but I'm at peace with the way

Still getting pounds muthafucka, no hashtag

One. Two. Three. Four
How much money can you let go?
One. Two. Three. Four
How much money can you let go?

the gain

New car bad bitch (bad)
New land grow weed (farm)
Smoke loud raw shit (smoke)
Huncho call it (huncho)
Two packs hit it(two)
Two j's puff it 
Got

much I change
I still love you babe. (x2)

I know you feel the rain, baby I feel the pain being
without you has got me going insane I never would

Leave em stuck in the cold like when i slide down dey block
My niggas stuck to the code when dem niggas got locked
We did so much dirt dat dese

by the time he got to the door
And dapped up Von who was far from bored
He was holding two Ski Masks and looked very sure
That this was the path he was