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I can't seem to see
I'm blinded by fantasy's
If it wasn't True
Why'd you trick me
I hate you
Ouu
Want to hold you tight
This may be our final night
I

Now when I see her, I walk right by
She wants to speak, but I'm not that weak
I make her feel like air, and she would fall apart
Tales of another Broken

Flipping pages stressed out my grade's in the trash
Order up you pressing grounds cafe before a class
Best part of waking up call the name that's

and maybe get a sequel
One, two, three, four
She make it disappear when we dancing on the floor
Five, six, seven, eight
Doing all them tricks when she singing

and rent
I got paid on a so called 'Thursday' and by 'Sunday' night it was gone
That's how the 'weekends' are all spent
And when their calendar's got you

My face is covered with a mask of plastic
Certified by our competent chiefs
No need to ask any out of line questions
I’m sure they know what’s better

grandma's the shit
Your grandma's the tits
Shotgun
Busch Light
She's so fun
In bed by 9
And holy shit!
She just did a RipStik trick!
Your grandma's the shit

Deep in my back I'm getting numb
Learn some new tricks dawg, your jokes are getting old

that shit right to your feet, call that boy bout a trick
Yeah, you ain't get to settle great, take your bird to the feast

Niggas new, bitches new, they

like the Simpsons
Yeah, they already said the world was ran by Freemason's
Less talk, more listen
They gon' open up a portal, don't go in
You know you

infatuation
With your clique, your trick, and your subpar fit?
If your demeanor is just a phase, then I'm already over it
What's the switch up? An identity mix

you are

It's all up to you
No one lives forever
Been burn in the hell
By all those pigs out there
It's always been hell
From when I was born
They make

Carbon unit obsolete, Astronaut goes trick or treat.
History doesn't repeat it just rhymes like a lazy athlete.
Tell me how I'm wrong.
Please by all

slit My wrist, suicide, blocked it
Lift a heavy bag, bitch
In my pocket, like fish
Stirring up a psychic

Go bizarre like tricks
Kill your soul, old

flow will goes forever

Will you break my deception?
You will resist my base tricks
Just let me touch you in a tight embrace
Poor worn out souls
Who

Trump daughter
My white bitch kinda look like Britney Spears
Don't be pullin' up like that, bro, it's a trick in here
I'm in this bitch cuttin' and mixin'

Open Your Heart

Crush 40

Crush 40

2003

Thunder, rain and lightning
Danger, water rising
Clamor, sirens wailing
It's such a bad sign
Shadows of dark creatures
Steel clouds, floating in

Verse 1
Before the fight start to kick of i always used to trick off
and keep her in designer bags to have her girl's pissed off
Ridin with the top

in the streets and packin' my heat
'Cause I'm a thug, homeboy, and I do it like that
Do you really wanna rock? 'Cause I got it like that
That's

I'm Ready

Jandek

On the Way

1988

Laying down, saying 
Just come on 
You can't be that unkind 
Playing tricks on my mind 

I just steal away 
[unknown] by the bleachers 
Watch

by your picture in a headline
Early morning, I don't wanna rise

If I read between the lines right, you're mine
It looks like you love her online

Mellow Man

Pooh-Man

Funky as I Wanna Be

1992

I thought but I'm on mine
Pockets full of 20's and strapped with a nine
So run up brothers and feel if that you can
But you will get hit by

Animals Wearing Clothes

The Deadly Syndrome

The Ortolan

note
Despite it's many flaws it has you smitten

You're blinded by a verse or two
Convinced that they're all about you
But I'm drunk and just

you happy for me but deep down inside
You'd probably kill me in a drive by

A same kinda obeah business
A same kinda obeah business
A same kinda