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I feel like Gummi
Thirsty Skate Shop
Modeezy we pop
Big titty bitch she straddle my jock
Mmm
Zoomin spaced out with guys
Keep it 100 we see through

back, and spit for gin
Til the day we win niggaz is gonna fall from wood hall
Thugs who seen it all, this is war
The streets ain't the same no more
Niggaz

to touch,coming up
No more negativity,New view on life,thats probably positivity.

Salmon in my hand like Im fishing in japan,Sushi with the soya,Thats perfect

and simple

Fucc with her cuz I'm on your ass like a dimple
Nigga, this just a PSA
Keep your hands to yourself, nigga, anyway
We was posted up by the street

Willie Burke Sherwood

Killer Mike

R.A.P. Music

2012

my life
But you had to see the light
Wish I had you one more day
Wish I had tomorrow that's your birthday
We can sip gin, straight get fade
We can

This that new shit that I’m on
Now I’m in control
Comme des garcone she like the smell of my cologne
You gone know my name by the end of this song
I

Speaking up but you don't get choices
No patience
Nigga I'm the calm and the storm
Any qualms and we swarm 
Been the bomb that's the norm
But I'll gloat

Intimidated by possibilities, I feel defenseless
Put up Fences
I gotta get the fuck up out here
Obviously a state of mind, regardless, there's a drought here,

i think about the time spent see the dooted line, sign the fine print
ma minds bent and i'm about to get ma rhymes pimped
tryin to find rent, set

give 'em 100 more months, and they'll already be goners
So hey, by the way

You only came to it cause ya saw some trauma
Like the second most evil

Now things changed up I only drink tequila gin and aged Jameson now
Bruv, my mandem only drink on times when we celebrate wins or change now
I'm paid

costly
My bitch divorced me when the system lost me
Life's a bitch, friends get jealous
They were mad when they heard we eloped
Longer you hang,

to where I live 
I get boreder by the second
I ain't give a fuck bout a narrative 
I'm think there's more to my depression
I ain't give a fuck if I'm scarin'

All she wan do is smoke and vibe but no we we cannot take the time to know me
I gotta I gotta I gotta go please just hold me just hold me closely

Yeah, pull up to your block
We don't need guns by our side to slide
We intelligent but I don't think that's relevant
We always spinning around like

need some work done my niggas gone get it
We is all too deep and we highly committed
I gotta ask
What’s the forecast
More dollars we throwing, more ass

up in this prison we were in
He said it's complicated
I'd rather we stay friends
He laid his cards down on the table saying gin
The days kept rolling

Last Blunt

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

Brothers get moronic from the chronic bionic, and it's ironic 

Cause we're not gettin fucked up, we're just gettin FUCKED 

Shit out of luck and we

myself up piece by piece
Little do you know I
Need a little more time
Let me start by saying this is an apology
Wake in the early A.M, gee, this shit is

Homegrown Franklin
Buzzed cause I drank gin
Not coming straight now
Demon I flank sin
Get the plankton
Gotta eat cause I'm crankin
Big fish bars you

by these devils

With my flock of rebels
Trying to move mountains
Pebble by pebble
Moving the levels
Tryin to get the medals
Not the one to settle
When

Back then, I resolved back then to get over on the world
I made up my mind I was gonna be a hustler
I was hanging in the pool hall
Making small bets

We ain’t here to kill, just get closer to a mill”
“Yeah I know” I retort, but do I
I’mma duwap with greed when the guap is in my palm
Mr. Curry tryna

driven by decisions you choose
So wrong or right I gotta get my own too
You backstabbing I never thought it'd be you
I can't end my friend but in the end