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It seems to set off wonder
It seems to make it all so loud
upon the storm we're taken by

Then to set asunder 
Such a part of me struck down

Bury me in a golden casket
Drop it in ice so I can die as the coldest rapper

Document my chapters, look up to me like I'm in the rafters
Ignored so

(Nigga)
Ayy
Ayy
No way
(Yuh)
Ayy
(Let's go)
I always wondered what my life could be
I had visions like I'm Raven
There's no I in we
(I see it)
Goin' in by

never think
Couple years older he was the big brother I always wanted
So of course when I got it you know that we bonded
He always responded
Years went by

ask my birth time, every time
In New York, grippin' Fed' time
To Atlanta when it's red time
Back to Charlotte, it's depressed time
I was broke last

employed by choice and still out performed ya
No more corn roll wearing
Still savoir faire'n
It's a new day
So need for comparison
Not to mention
Now that I

got the check from the drop, I'm droppin' it all on Yohji Yamamoto

Way-way-way, wah
Way-way-way, wah

Eyes off white baby I know my effigies
Body on lights off
Nastee how you write songs?
Nastee how you write songs?
I be deep in it
I be deep in it
Deep,

here for good
Good or bad it's on you just polish it
Till i see my balconies wrapped around with
Palos V Infinity Tub
Please check the policies watch

Sour pills, hash flour
Around with my gun cock
I'm movin by the hour
Hand on the steering wheel ice in my
Call my niggas up
Tell em on my way

spill it in the paragraph
You gotta laugh, no better half
So I switch the cast
It will never last
No rerun, check the telecast
Take a walk down Easy

him spin around like a go-kart
I been getting by myself, nigga, so far
Me and midwxst gonna run up them checks
I don't care what you rep
Get hit with

Rollin' it up blessin' my soul
Smoke on that blunt lettin' it go
Homies are gone oh no no no
Thotties begone outta my zone
No love for my hoes

niggas, they can't keep up (Ayy)
These hoes, they'll look at your eyes and
Then lie, huh, then cry, I'm like, "Bye"
(Yeah, I'm like, "Bye")
You can tell by

got it many ways fuck a bad bitch by the lake had her feeling great
Could've been your bitch I don't say names Imma just smoke this dank and elevate

calling me papi she mami
Her ass still be popping in mom jeans
Dam she slim but it's phat
She rocking my diamonds I hit from the back
I'm hearing

Can we hold up for a sec
A prediction on what's next
The brothers in the 'park after dark' counting checks
And they don't feel fulfilled till they

a real big baller but won't let no lil' bitch play with me
I'm a pussy killer after I hit it, might let her lay with me 
She a fashion killer, check out

anymore

Is death the passive absence of life
Or something else?
The active inverse of purpose
Workin within our cells?
Is it like hittin a wall
Or is there

brave battle I gave
My girl the Saturn
With excellent facets, face it
Don't get it backwards
You had every option of keeping it diplomatic
Now I'm

Uhhh Turn me up its the cons fool Word

Them fools bleed just like us
So show them where you come from
Queens Thevin' niggas done son
Them fools

Yeah, yeah

See you work, need to lurk
It's all games in the dirt, they all lanes in the first
What's the issue?
You were sayin' somethin',

Bubble Bunch [Original Jellybean 12" mix]

Jimmy Spicer

DJ-Kicks

2003

Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
Rockin to the beat	(2x)

Check it out
Well they paid their money to come inside

Snakes

Rocko

Self-Made [Clean]

2008

Told Stan about this man
Told him that his sister husband tryna cop around ten
Stan said let's make it happen
But what Stan don't understand

It's today