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The current King is listening now, ain’t happy now
Cuz your shifting bricks and rocking town
Moving all the white and brown
Battle for the people now
You can

play the strip
(We out here)

It's pay to get, night and day the yayo flip
(uhuh) fuck a JO
Bitch around my way I'm the fiends favorite
(yuh) fuck a fade

Sriracha

Bestie

No Bad Days

baby

When you going home? 
Can I follow you there?
We can run around in our underwear
Swim to the bottom, last one's a square
When it gets too hot

Rozkładam skrzydła i latam
Oni polecali by się obudzić
A ja wystrzeliłem jak armata
Bo nigdy nie słuchałem tych ludzi
Dziwne postacie chcą się bratać

understands in this world 
When a woman's gone and up her mind 
And I don't know much 
But I do know it's wrong 
For me to get up. Do what you gotta do sir

of Dope
Curry with the sauce cooking on the stove 
Curry with the shots ain't nothing to prove
Just a young boy with a bag by the Grove
I can't hear you

ask if they could see it
We'll say "sure" and take a quick drive-by
Point out that old overgrown road sign
And they're gonna laugh and say "is that it
I

You much more than I bargained for
I hate quotes and the morning chores
Like You wouldn't believe
I got notions by design
And heartstrings on my mind

(Oh, shit, yeah)
Drive into Pittsburgh
On I-376
Come right on through the tunnel, sights you just can't miss
And if you fuck up driving, we don't

the one
I was pursuing
Didn't get your number After the movement
Next day on IG
Slid in your DM
With help
From my brethren
And your best friend
You're my

Teka muna let me have a moment of your time
Want to get to know ya somewhere down the line truly mesmerized by your pretty brown eyes
Pag ika’y gumalaw

the hood, so he hears them horror stories
Five years ago his dad was killed by the police
He doesn't understand it, 'cause he's still just a kid
Barely 12

Then pretend he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?"
We'll say "No man"
But you can do the job
When you're in town 

Later on
We'll conspire

Then pretend he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?"
We'll say "No man"
But you can do the job
When you're in town 

Later on
We'll conspire

with a brown eyed lady
Wiser words he never once heard
Laddie stay away from all the girls

Get wiser
Lord you can't help yourself

the meadow, we can build a snowman, snowman
We'll pretend that he is Parson Brown (aah)
He'll say, are you married?
We'll say, no man
But you can do the job

Reflections

Mystik Journeymen

The Black Sands ov Eternia

1999

the middle, lost within the riddle
On God's reflection I stand, within an intersection of life lost
Double crossed by man, we stand ignorant
False prophet,

The Contortionist

The Snake the Cross the Crown

Like a Moth Before a Flame

2003

replies of cowardice get molded into forgiveness for everything you said and everything you did i have failed to forgive you for either i tried but i failed

hence the quick fall

It's on, the sound of your voice in them brown eyes borders on
A light dream, i strike three matches by the window
Fall back

YOUR EVERYTHING AND ALL YOU CAN - DEMAND - RESPECT FROM ALL WHO APPROACH YOU
FRIENDS AND FOES EVEN THE ONES THAT COACH YOU
EVEN THE ONES THAT HOPE

recall.
Fuck the industry, don't call me, you can't get with me.
I leave niggas hanging like Mississippi,
RBG to the last drop of blood in my body,

Enforcing the borders
Isn't a doubt
Forcing people out
The vision we shout
Difference the distance
Division is out
I'm tense, I can't cause offence
It's

Hillwood Hustlaz II

S.P.M.

Screwston: The Day Houston Died

Chorus:

Hillwood
Hustlaz
You can't
See us
We run
Houston
Thousands
Of tons

First Verse:

I'll take my gun and make you run
'cause it really don't

You know the blues is my kind of music
I want to spread it all around
But it's hard to be a bluesman in a rock 'n' roll town.

Who can't love a Jimmy