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and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with your foot on the bible as king I must order and constantly
in the cupboard by the sink in the kitchen
Now roll it up and smoke it, let's just live the life we livin'
I wanna make you proud Jakey-boi just like
as my cheat codes
XX down for the deep throat
Same niggas speaking on me bro
Haven't heard shit in a week though
Hold up wait bring that fire
Someone say
down, I felt his bones
And put my rambo back in the sheath
(Splash, splash, splash)
I'm in the back road with two rambos
Clocked me an opp and he left
feminize you strong
I'm talking about tenderize the bone
I ain't talking about weird science though
When I say that my ceiling is probably gone
I'm
Picture me even breathe on the mic not snapping
I'm fire hot not lukewarm, my arms frozen
Picture me in a room full of hoes unchosen
Picture me with no
I'm clutching the mic I usher with the toughest murderous rhymes
Buck up you can't, stare at your death right up in my eyes
I'm so bright they dilate
around white walls
Call 'em fire marshalls to come
And shut the party down
I'm the leader of CMB
Doing 52 over speed bumps
In front of your table with TMZ
To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in my earthworm soul
Borough up through the dirt
When they give peace to me
When you see me in the street
[Verse 2: Flesh-N-Bone]
Me giving up struggle with the man that stares
And I am the I am
smoking on pussy sloth, the worms in my head won't shut the hell up
They're telling me to go absolutely fucking stupid on them
I don't even need
And made you feel fed up with this
I was too scared to try, to give you a chance
To be close to me, and see my bruised hands
I shut you out, and told myself
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
won't give up
You can try to close my eyes
You can try to put out my fire
You can try to shut me off
But I won't give up
Set me on fire ah ah
Set me
shit out of luck
Because the West Side ain't takin no shorts on the dime
So fire it up
Now, now, now, nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch
Diggin'
shit out of luck
Because the West Side ain't takin no shorts on the dime
So fire it up
Now, now, now, nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch
Diggin'
ropes, no extra space to take a look around
I'm tired, I'm tired, I've given up but there's no way to get back down
I do this alone
I feel it in my bones
don't want to hear it
Cause my shaky foundations
Are no excuse for not building back up
Learning as tiny little humans
All the ways that were passed down
raid, Bone, we got roaches
And Fonzie can't rumble, yeah
And by the way you can have Bryant Gumble
Babe Ruth was good against the white boys
But he
a loss yet
You're little lemons in a race with a souped up corvette
I'm so hot I could stand still
And pour sweat in the North Pole fully naked with my
heart, set it on fire
Burn away the nothing heat me up with desire
Jumpstart my heart, hang it on a wire
Make me more than a broken voice in a "Broken
2x)
We know you hate who we are, but even in Shangri-La
A wicked Clown gotta get they WICKED ON
(JD the Weedman with the Juggalo Crip Walk)
[Violent J]
I feel like falling asleep and never waking up
It's not that my glass is empty, but I need another cup
When all of the doors around me just shut one
I feel like falling asleep and never waking up
It's not that my glass is empty, but I need another cup
When all of the doors around me just shut one
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