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I put it on my mama y’all can’t touch us, uh
We the untouchables frozen like the Uncrustables, nigga
Trying to get paid and live like the Huxtables,

Bein kissed by the sun and the touch if your hand 

Stuck in my ways 
For a few decades 
Lookin for that road that leads me home 
But I can't do this

forever
Baby tryna get me
I might let her
She applying pressure
I play hard to get I gotta let up
Find me in the city
With my brothers
Can't no body touch

is just a shell
Collection of vinyls my only records on the shelf
Y'all just outta touch they want a contactless world
Spektiiic skeptic don't need no

hurtful
No positive living nothing to work to
I promise you God haven't desert you
It's like he's waiting for as
But we been so outta touch
Look what it's

but they can take it how they want it
Just time to step into the light

Talk my shit and spark a couple of arguments
Bout who's coming up outta Camden

through the phase rest is going by the way side
Real life stuff, need to say more
Blood in my poison I live in avoidance
I stay outta character, image

at the whip that I drive
I never signed on the line some people hate
They can't understand the grind
I sacrificed my whole life

Now I need a bag, my money

The Godz Must Be Crazy

The Demigodz

The Godz Must Be Crazy

[Celph Titled]
Straight out the red depths of Hell bringin clips and diseases
I walk on water with my own two feet nigga, FUCK JESUS!
Celph Titled's

Everlone

The Wildhearts

Earth Vs. the Wildhearts

1993

everlone, into the great unknown
leaving it all to fade for a while
'til the fire in my eyes passes by


when ideas run out, any fool can make a fist
I

booked and kept a brick
Take a pic
Do you really want this life or in a mix
Because we thuggin' Or you could play it safe and stay legit
What I can tell

I don’t wanna do to much
So I hold it down but I’m tempted to touch
Got me all loved up mad simpy and stuff
My intentions pure I ain’t working off

I can really give a fuck that much
The suns out but I let my skin get pale to the touch
Just ask me how I'm doing
I've just been alone and such

touch my heart 
Run the check up 
Help me bear the pain I know you allowed to bless us 
Even if takes 1000 tortures
We'll surround disorder with

that Jay
Touch my nigga Jay and thats off with your face
Then I say my grace, take your life at a pace
Yeaahhhh

(Pre-Chorus - Killah Jay)
Thought you

G's his whole head

Niggas know my shit no more
Bitch I watch Treads
The opps hurt cause we legal
Fuck niggas dead

Nigga fightin' for his life
Pour

Purple Rain, pure cocaine, and a lot pain
Killers to numb my brain I ain't feeling a fucking thang
I could bust and bang Cobain make my brains touch paint

are Tinder, my life is a Netflix (movie)
Hunnids of a honey-dips whoobangin' with a spread hips

Let me
Show this
What the fuck the flow is

J to the E

Ask God why, can I take your place?
I'll spend my life, missing you
Your Mom's smile I don't see
Your soul will take flight, 'outta here
Away from

on 3rd street with killers smoking real runtz
I tied a shirt below my eyes told them niggas give it up
Im fighting cases dont touch a bag less that bitch

me all you got, cause I'm really bout my cho

If she ain't bring no work, then I turn her to a hoe
Make her go and walk the blade, baby, go and touch

Mmm... Mmm.... Mmm
Aye, it's lil Dre Double Kk
Heart same temperature as ice
On my only in a cell feeling lonely through the night
Lifes a gamble I

the hardest
That's how I knew I was gon' pop regardless
Bars like the shit outta
The chopper cartridge
Scope aim and beam on it, and
I just spot my target,

Gotta lot up on my chest
You don't wanna see
There's a bottle to the left
Another by the sink
I don't gotta lot left
But I don't wanna think
And I