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whats up 
Wutchu get into 
Heard about the sh*t in ya past that you been thru
Just know im the one who'll da ya right
See ya Swag sharp
Number 2 pencil

(Dah dah dah)
Been about five years since I called
Checking on my phone just to see you Snowfall
Lately it's hard
I'm feeling stalled
Doing it all

at gettin' by
Well the longer I'm gone, the more I see
The city brings out the country in me
And finds it's way into every song i write

That's why I sing

Oh, what have you done to me
Got my thoughts in a vice
One by one, you come through
Single file
Oh, can't get you out of my mind
Thought you might be

sometimes its horizontal
Back and forth, to and fro
Unsure of my footing, I’m not always ready to rumble
I don’t care about wholesome I just wanna be whole

must be free
Cabbage tree Cabbage tree

So that is why I wrote this song
Bamboo bong. Last furlong. Brasilian thong.

So let me say just one more time

must be free
Cabbage tree Cabbage tree
So that is why I wrote this song
Bamboo bong. Last furlong. Brasilian thong

So let me say just one more time

it one more time for you to really hear it
I'm tryna make this song tryna turn my pain to lyrics

You really don't get it that's why everything goes

eyes hidden by the blunt smoke
I got hella songs and they all about you
Endless inspiration it's like you were my muse
Then we broke up and it switched

Weight of the World

Black Moon

War Zone

1999

quicksand, if not watching your step
You end up sinkin
So pay close attention, don't be blinkin'
'cause you might miss the entire point of the words that we

She is Your Poetic Justice
The Complete Opposite of What Lust Is

What if it isn’t just about hearing her moan?

What if it is the sentiment of her

Wouldn’t it be excellent
If it was all just irrelevant
The only thing that’s intelligent, spend up all my settlement, give you more

I can feel now

watch my page and Be on stage

   And Act like I’m who envy 





If I can give love to the world 

It would be more than plenty 



Look

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I Can’t

me make you mine
Ima put in that overtime
I ain't gone let 'em take what's mine
They can try ima get outta line
So let me just finish this song about

of the pain that some continually hate with
Soul plug in the place made with foundations of patience

We in the place to be! Soul Plug Anonymous
As free

more than tragedy? With all these sad songs
Do you dance? Or you never had the chance? Well today's the day

Get away, get away, get away from here
This

to myself
And i don't give a damn
Feel no shame
Ain't no time to waste to play no game

Y'all want songs that fit a genre
Y'all want lyrics you can sing along

on the floor
(They're all for you)
You want something?

You know more about me than my family
All these sick unsightly maladies
Staving off the due insanity

Your heart is showing I can see it through your clothes
And do you think by any chance
That you would give it to a boy
Who writes you love songs

meant to be like this so
I ain’t even tripping on God
When I think about these things
I’m older and I realized that
That there’s a lot of strength
Pain

the racks on
I'm trying to make all this change, like the Pac song
Got the music on loud and the pack strong

Niggas catting the sound, where was that from

projects
Fly nigga rhetoric
With brown skin intellect uh
Promise that I never slip
Grew up on that Cadillac
Y'all wouldn't understand
You really gotta be

of view
The confused
The blue moods I'm used to
Don't seem that bad when I'm around you
Hope after work you'll come by
Look out to see your car there

nights taxed, cause the kid can spit
It's all about the benjamins, but I'm a real lyricist

Dont challenge, I'm worst than that damn cinnamon

Any of them