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Cup of the ice
Vodka by the liter
Don't it sound nice
Peggy Gou on the speaker
If you can't fight then you better fucking stop it fool
Drinking all

Dexter

The W's

Fourth from the Last

peddle, from the cavities in his mouth. Ran right over his dog and cat, as the wheels left the ground. Didn't know a tree could make such a resonating

down
Domination is neutral and that's cool
I know you want me to be your favorite tool
Oh baby, let me hear those sounds

I took her to my royal hotel

see me
I ain't even gotta make a sound
If you feelin what I'm saying, then you probably just like me
Shades on, J's on, feeling like Spike Lee
It's

Set It Off

J-Dawg

Dawg House

1997

kinda sound like Barry mother fuckin Manalo.
Why do you call yourself a nigga, I ask you' that's the only type of bullshit that you can lay tracks to.

name for real
Baby come back make her throw that for real
I make you shine
Thats in the deal
I make you shine if we fuckin' for real
Know that, know

That can’t do shit without manger
It’s like get out
Getting spoon fed by your handlers
You been masquerade
I be thinking massacre
Turned holiday on they

But other girls ain't havin' any fun
Every time I lose a wrastlin' match
I have a funny feeling that I won

Though I can feel the undertoe
I never make

Fuck rap let's keep it facts 
I went on i95 and i snapped 
We ain't give nobody money for that 
Still gettin nobody money in fact; 
I'll make

year we ain't get the grab a plate time
I know I know we all going through it
Don't that make it easier?
My sad thoughts looking stupid
I used to spite

Heavy is the mind that's filled with worry
Paralyzed by sad news on TV
All I get from sleep are these strange
And apocalyptic dreams
How do I make

nuttin.

No thank you’s

No homecoming

I help aid ya daughter 

Straight into a grown woman 

While u was home home chillin

How that make me feel? 

I bet

Just know
They gon let it be known, if it's love
Played me from the jump now I dont Jump on the play, all that was a waste
Man I dont even like holidays

are
Love is chaos
This Holiday I was praying for a peace of mind
Last Christmas I was asking God to shine a light
My cousin's locked up, man, that shit

holiday, march on yo block now we having parades
Serving them Mary Jane, working the gram like I'm Sommer Ray
Pimpin' like I'm from the bay, charming her

been mad real, stop being afraid
Want you to get back chill, why you run away?
More than happy to slide by in the holidays
Want you to get dressed for

It's already nine months
March was when last we saw
I stalk you on the internet
Your Christmas is looking swell
Can't help that i miss it all
You by

The stories
The regrets
Nana's laugh cuts through the tension as she makes a joke that probably shouldn't be made at this time
Like rain falling when you were

got me lookin loco.
Tell me was it nothin roses by the dozen 
Tell me what I look like a sucka wit no act right
You want me let's be real you know that

new air
Remember the years, they went by so fast
Used to wear paper hats on the holidays
I can't say I've recovered yet
But I hope soon that I will be

an apology?

Holidays are fake rituals treated like they're habitual
The cash comes in annual and I find it skeptical
I gotta trust the signal that comes from

I
Shoot a fade away
Trap holiday, Romeo and Juliet we ride away
Oh fuck, that's right they died
Times changing
Stomp all on your forehead it
Will

Grafton nine to five like a man
In some daydream that I can't understand
Til holidays are paid by the bank
Til a daydream disintegrates to sand

Faith

Feels like you’re the only one
Who can make the sun come back out
From behind the clouds
That’s not an option now
I need to find my own peace 
My own