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straight
Into a brick wall
He was mid call for another
Campaign but he went
Insane in the brain
Tried a new thang
Then he went suicidal
All of his signs were

the middle of the summer no ceiling fan
And Enoch Dad took his blue mini van
So we back to riding bikes to circle K
Had to roll up
So I cop a 3 for $2 dutch
I

No Suckas Allowed

Akbar

Big Bang Boogie

to jump in the track
You know I'm 'bout to come up with somethin fat
When I take control can't nothin hold me back

[ VERSE 2 ]
How could you bop

Paint it as the wall
Before your eyes like a mirage
Falling from the sky,
Mama never taught me how to fly
And I couldn't breathe
Air was getting thinner

arrest
I simply and purely cannot digest
The fact that you had an affair
Call it wear and tear
Tore me in two
Three, four or five
I want to die, I got

spree, In LA just like a leaker
Live by what you preach please don’t listen to them teachers
Stop sipping that lean so I devour heavy reefer
Percocet off

line she told me pull up with another three
And EGE that's the mob you know we get it in
Brodie told me stack it til my shit can hit the ceiling fan
Yo

Aye, 50 hoes on standby
You ain't into getting money
Don't stand by us
Ill slap this bitch in drive, fish tail out
I was showing off my wrist if my

himself
I don’t trust nobody, I trust myself
Kitties inject their bodies it feels like we’re living in hell
Back in the middle I’m bagging the yay I

mistakes because denial how i decide
Trap inside a cave yep I was blinding yep by d light
That pillow talk will really have you sleeping Better b quiet
Be

listen to every nigga with a chain
But...
I know won’t notice me (*2)

Hook:
I remember being trill and posted on walls
I remember running up minutes

like me but more stocky
I'm waitin' to let the .40 off
Caught a rapper in the club, broke his wrist snatchin' his Rollie off (ha)
Fluff a brick

the corner and started scribbling some notes on a napkin
It was getting pretty late probably two or three in the morning
When I smelled the strong scent

V1                  
In another life I was a stone mason's son
Waiting around on papa and his work to be done
He's trudge up our long drive, kick his

the big boys
Like me Ahya


Verse 1:

Maxima 
3 Cadillacs 
And a Acura
Happy bruh
2 Benzos my hoes laugh at ya

Starter kit pushers I’m melting your Jesus

me that, No sticks or seeds preferred
I need herb the shit that have your sight in a blur
Make you swerve to the curve, cause your eyes are blurry

through
You already know what I'm gone do
By the count of three hit'm with the one two
This is logic not pro tools
This is peace and love I'm tryna show you

No Love for the Roadie

Catch 22

Washed Up and Through the Ringer

2001

members,
That's it. That's all you got.
Eight! Eight!

Lick a shot-shot. Boom 5 4 3 2 1 wanna make you jump up,
It's like a clean cut
Slicing through

the land of plenty, stay decapitating dreams
Why they always treat us like we’re three fifths human beings

Pre-Chorus:
Pressure
I swear I feel the walls

Tell me where to go
What do I do
There wouldn't be me
If there wasn't a you
The road that is narrow
Is the one that I choose
Sent them by two
All seventy

'ma start by gettin' busy
Tell my lawyer, "Go and get it," got a quarter on it, cash
And shit I be in the 'burbs, still'll thump a nigga ass
Bring my pipe

amazing release
I mean a lot of people may relate
Some of them I'll tease
Maybe two or three will hate me
Wish for me to rest in peace
This is not the end

going anywhere
No porous material for you

I never liked Chinese food
Unless it was happily married to a Vauxhall Combo box office
In New Jersey devils

The ones that dress just like me 
But I keep it gangsta 

Verse 3 (Conejo)
No silent nights been gettin noisy
Cuz people overdosing on this potent poison 
In