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Bills reach to the tree tips
If we do a remix
By then mine might reach to an eclipse
Peep this, I'll be out lurking by the beach
Backwoods packed good
hand her a hunnid (What's that)
That's not enough to get a
Bra outta Banana Republic (Broke nigga)

Say, big nuts and a bigger heart
You a scrub in these
Jenny coulda been a beauty Queen
Blonde hair, 5'5" with some big blue eyes
Always has a coffee in her hand every time
She clocks in for her shift
He got a pocket of old dirty dollar bills
He buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it down
They're gettin' stared at by some off duty
strive to me, but takin' a few pills.
Ain't try'nna be the dude that's raisin' the blue steal
Vic's help me escape, they give me a new feel.
Unedited,
There's a for sale sign on a big old' rusty tractor
You can't miss it, it's the first thing that you see
Just up the road, a pale blue water tower
rob ya
Niggas come tatted up head in a body slang
  
Well it's your nigga Big Bonna niggaz be creepin up on ya
Goin for the jugular, niggaz trying
of gettin' money how Bill Gates is
Young lives being taken by the .45
Genocide'll rise 'til glory die
Every other hour more bullets fly
Victim
Breakin' lamps and tippin' over tables
Rubbin' your big knees to the bone
I heard an ashtray fly when he said goodbye
I was adreamin' I was still at home
motherfuckers doin the sellout strut or probably Oakland task 
My relationship with OPD has been like one big diss 
Long arm of the law, grips my dick so tight
slang makin hits that thugs feel
demons guard ya grill
when they in my scope aim and i shoot to kill
and haters jealous cuz im stackin hundred dolla bill
holla real quick!
It's on tonight i +Phil Da Agony+ in every
Last drink that I take (that's right)
We high stakes, do it big like Bill Gates
I only know
stop them in their tracks

Big coins and little notes

Would they throw

This was the start of the rise of the Reverend Bobby's Buskers

And boy that
Can’t afford that like I can’t afford these bills 
Since the move to Beirut life been gettin real 
Big shoes I gotta fill I been drowning in pills
Got cheated on the deal and that's real life stuff,
You live and you learn, you earn by being burned,
The knowledge that sometimes there's no give
white ice blue 
Skatin' when I move 
Goggles on my eyes bob sleddin' thru the north side 
At these niggas necks like a bow tie 
Fabby had me dreamin'
i'm still real
Yeah
I brought these visions to life like i'm tarantino up in kill bill
Wow i just got hit by the fact that i'm made for this
(Made for
satisfied with scraping by
I wasn't satisfied with making do
Everything's disfunctional
Turned me to a raging bull
Big man stress, I couldn't concentrate
He got a pocket of old dirty dollar bills
He buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it down
They're gettin' stared at by some off duty
the curtain, woo
Why you do 'em like that? Boy
You need to muhfuckin' stop that
Hangin' wit' the killers and
I'm feelin' presidential
Big brother went and got
White tee, blue jeans with a bitch in the breeze
Ass to fat, she's wearing capris god damn
Broke boys trying to down me
I'm too busy with a girl in
Normal nature was never meant for us to worship paper 
Hundreds packed in big buildings where still ignore the neighbors while 
Major corporations
Stacking my cake 
No birthday 

Mane what can I say Blue cheese in my pocket fam this ain't ranch 
Back When I was 10 I seen 12 then i ran 
Couldn't catch me
thought
By the end of the night, you'll be picking up your jaw
Plants, not ten or twenty
Run up in the crop gaff with eggs Benny (agh)
Man's 'ead got

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