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I don't care
Spit in your face, chemical warfare, because Jamak Ali said
You I double dare and when I shoot, I don't miss
You're Florida's quarterback

Because I'm blissful
Kiss you on yo naval
Sea bloom like it's April
Without you I get fake Jones
It's fucking up yo facial
It's a hassle
A struggle to keep

sleep
When my gold Jesus piece
Turn silver I turn my back on it
See I ain't with that fake shit homie
I keep it real
Loose lips sink shit nigga keep

To deal with I guess it’d be easier to settle things
By placing my island within your quarrels and enemies
Because you’re privileged?
Motherfuck your

all humanity
Got the 45 by my side, best believe
Grinding on my teeth from the anxiety
Sign my fucking life to the society
I don't give a fuck if you

Ain't no growing apart
Keeping up with a Jones, Dash or a Jenner
Scratch that I'm a winner
No more old ways new beginner
No chains representer
Able

endentured dead walking
To our devastation
But call me Morgan I'm a
Freeman no more driving Daisy
And by His Spirit He enlightened my heart
Gave me a start

'Cause summer I'm in Georgia

I got a call in the winter, took a flight in the spring
By the summer took another, you would think I had wings
In a way,

couldn't survive for a day
If only there was a way I could pave
Lets not be stupid shaff
Jesus knew everybody couldnt be saved
Plus the weight on the day

dreams is simple
A Gucci pair of jeans round my ankles
So honkey why you scared
When I'm by the ATM?
It's okay, better give him cash than be him

White

Bitches do anything for a check
I ain't tip her, man, now she upset
Tell these hoes to get sponsored by Nike
Trust me, I know these niggas don't like me

Exertions Remix

Bahamadia

Violent by Design [Bonus DVD]

2000

you punk bitch
I'm the general
Concocting verbs out of chemicals
Leave you bloody like menstrual
Cycle, my rap rifle blasts open any beat you throw

death in his eyes
The gift he bestowed upon me
Was not by choice
I open my mouth and hear Chris Pratt's voice
This Christmas, I feel like Dylan Brady
I

And Lil' Darkie
And I say the N word
'Cause I'm on that real hoodlum shit
Listen here you dumb niggar monkey
You just got beamed by Jesus and Nuclear Retard

Right in front of the blues
It burns them inside
When they hear you speak the truth
Just remember who crucified
Jesus on the Cruz
I'm the barren fruit

lingerin' in my brain
I’m stronger and much quicker
I appreciate the gain
Buildin' with my a-alike
Brown power reunite
Tattoos of my flag, PR pride, Jesus

The crushing weight of the Tyrant's
Passage had left nothing unmarked

You gettin' split in fucking half
By Ikon the Hologram's wrath
But I am

Barely Had One
     Mommas Like You Are ‘bout Rare As They Come
     From Da’ Night Til The Sun
     Mel Mel, Misa,Jr. Ya’ Son
     You Kept Us Close By

Exploding emotions deserving to die in that moment
Thou mercy with grace to unworthy love by the glory that's been set before me
With angels I'm soaring

you don't have to die
They doubled back and told you I'm a lie
But why would I
I'm the one out my body took flight sealed by the cherub
Ahura Mazda
If

moving with the weather
This hard jones is all that he knows
Never knowing where he's going to again

I see you missin' where you gone to again
You can

for mercy

Chemical
Smell sulfur on your skin
Let's fade the lights
Overwhelmed with where we got away
By blurring all the lines
Something about your

It's that chemical warfare
The apocalypse
Music bleeding through your ears
I'm a pessimist
Tell you things you never Heard like the alchemist
Turn

comes from
By the River I'm planted like a tree
Keep me close to the water just you and me
Head high I'm walking in ya' victory I've got victory
You will