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another dose
Crack the code overnight success
I'm pushing back my panic attacks
My life affected by satanic hands
You never know
Never know
You never know

done by all the bandages
Hiding the courthouse sandwiches
Dreamin until it vanishes
Livin my wildest fantasies
Dallas 'Lanta Los Angelas
Couple of booty

This here crack when you listen
My words influence your vision
Be whippin' like Willie Lynchin'
Upgraded paths penny pitching
All it took was

a sour mate. 
But look at me, I got powers. Great. 
I’m kinda hungry. Salivate.

Fuck an hours wait, where’s the leader? 
Where’s the teachers? Where’s

Sweet Serenity 

Yeah 

Verse 1: I want to get away, my head up in the clouds. I want to crack a couple bottles on the beach and get down. With

So sad for not saying sorry
Here's to being almost twenty four and alone
I lit a cigarette on my way back from West View apartments
Now all my

The grand magician he laughs
As he plays tricks on all of you
But in the kings grand court room
The jester plays the fool

And cradled by his thrown

through the cracks
I can tell what's gone and here to stay

Gotta make my own way
Let your head turn night into day
Don't be fooled by thousand miles apart

Got it in the bag like crack rocks
I'm on drugs and slanging
I spit dirty like backwash
All my records banging
Sipping Jameson by the barrel
Bitch wanna

back woods nigga we don't fuck with cocaine 
Ecstasy, Molly, Lean got me swervin
Bollywood killin nigga, (huh) can I get a Gucci turban? 
Acid spilla,

out to who got apparel
GODBROTHERS gear all over the city like crack and I don't mean cracker barrel
So step back get the fuck out of here bro
Yeah

over my head have me feeling stormy
Till I open the gates crack loose drawbacks then explode like a tsunami
Even when I look up to the sky
All I wanna do

a goon with a plan
Imma look you in the eyes and then take your hand 
And say "Let's leave this school
Get away from all the drama
Far from the grades

of the deal 
A contract that's signed by me and you 
My resignation letter to 
The girl with the whirlpool eyes 
And pick and mix between her thighs 
I lied

du du
Bust rings my fist look just like a target

Blow smoke it swoosh DQ
What's that what's what oh bitch it's me shining bent just like a spoon
I'm

holding back
Ready to flow, Ready to go
Pressin' Record
Just lettin' ya know
It's from the Soul ya'll
I do it for this, I do it for that
I do it for fam
In

nigga keep hating cuz his thot on me 
All gas no breaks I ain't looking back 
Old hoes like damn would you look at that 
Mask up on a nigga like we

man, nine cops, two dogs and a battering ram 
"We got a warrant you cunts better open fast" I jumped up and dacked grams in the crack of my ass 
But

cool, grab me a number 2, I be waiting by the pool
Poised like practicing kung fu, crouching tiger in a zoo
I see a lot Of flashy bitches wearing jimmy

the hood aint smoke crack pipes, or Jesus was the gay type
I mean where y'all be with out my life
Look how  things start to change and people start 
To move

dying quick
Where cooking crack is the closes thing to become a scientist

Where the news sell bullshit but we still buying it
Where the cool kids

whip
My girl eat steak at the Ritz
Yo girl eat kibbles and bits 

Ain't that some shit
Why
They call me crack cuz I wreck lives
You lost yo girl she by

body
With lies and mumble 
Rappin
Focused on the turn up 
And killers
Don left you half
Lived 
Used to bring a message ,
Now you part of the crack
Mix

by the cops (whoa)
What his bail look like, a whole lot (oh Lord)
Just give em' all you got mama, pray
In a day, every day
One day at a time
That's