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Flip Mode, Funk Flex Volume 3!

It's like battle of the stars, spittin' bars
Foreign cars, never been to Mars
I'm the wizard of Oz
Down to the yellow

'em
Holy, he was baptized by demons
In a room full of back doors, no heaters
Solely, he was made for the readers
I think that you got another agenda
I

Your roommate ain't home, so baby I'm gonna slide throughIma give you that sweet loving and put it inside youI got a class at 10 so I gotta be

diminish
I just look around horrible thoughts gettin' replenished
And what can I do, advance and let it be finished
Chance of that hap'nin to low to describe

from
Who I was made to be

I slow down to read from the greatest of tombs
It tells me of one who's already atoned
For the sin of the world, what does

Gang
Geek Baby, Geek Baby, Geek Baby

Geek Baby, tell a bitch to say that shit three times
On Blount, all us grew up out by the street sign
No peace

off this Vito, don't even need no perky
It's gon' be a chase, fuck the law, they don't even need to search me

I knew niggas was back door, I ain't knew

these wars and rumors of wars
We let hate in and opened the doors
Give birth to peace
Who gon cut the umbilical cord
Fight to be free
Why the fuck are you

i was raised to be a victor
And im clutch like a field goal kicker
Judge a kid by his weapon, house ball V
We at the alley haven't seen em in weeks
So

trout

It's my time to shine and I'm coming to kick down tha mf door
One thing you can never do is stop making a hoe be aa hoe
She gone do watn she want

Envelope, at the door
Comes from an angel far offshore Sealed by the lips of a distant princess
Edges dipped in lavender incense Pictured hills, with

shitty brown
Chinese food we used to split it down
You know the rules
We still got three seconds after it hit the ground
Remember that
You dread the phone

Tuggin' on my heart, never pull it away
[Verse 2: Traphik]
You and me baby two peas in a pod
Too good to be true like she's a mirage
When she walks by

close (im out)
Leave em hanging off the edge of the ropes, & I'm
Ghost (casper)
Shout out Russ, Shout out Purple Door, Shout out H3
But most importantly

is through the door
I should slow down just a little
But I'm seeing green I go
I cannot send you the message
That I can't be there by four

I am in

be conscious who listens
G-O-D talks, I just listen
Lord knows I live a blessed existence
Imagine I reframed the image to show all the blemish
On all

Months ago I was hella down but I'm back on my feet

Fuck a job this ain't the place where I wanna be
I know there's more to life and I found the keys

Drive (For Daddy Gene)

Hit Crew

DJ's Choice: Cool Country

2002

was just an old hand-me-down Ford
With three-speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it

Drive (For Daddy Gene)

Hit Crew

Drew's Famous Rockin Country

2002

was just an old hand-me-down Ford
With three-speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it

Im only a freshman
Im normal as can be
I sleep through all my classes
And watch a lot of MTV
I havent done my laundry
In atleast a month or two (or

the park, picnic in the basket
Simple but fun, I ain’t gonna mask it
Date number 3, it’s time to lock it down
Real talk back and forth is the only sound

understand 
cnd right now I don't wanna hear shit about nobody's plan
Cause damn I'll be damned if I damn slam the door and spam anger though the pain linger

I-I-I used to be
So give back my Jordans, give back my white tee
Give back my boxers and joggers and my hoodie
Don't label me as that goody-goody
Always

Just Doggin'

Tha Dogg Pound

Sunset Park

1996

It's just another day in the hood for Kurupt, yeah, that's me 

Got schooled by Snoop in a black Cherokee 

Daz in the back, Warren G. in