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of my house
I bet you smell the loud
B**ch I don't buy by the gram
I buy it by the ounce

I'm smoking daily
Eyes red I'm faded
But I'm still on it
My

Killing somebody 
Cause I saw them lack
I’ll ruin your life
You’ll live in a shack
Your dad is a bum 
He smoking on crack
Grind every day 
Not cutting no

I live a street life
Nigga try to play me like a bitch
Then I'm comin for him
Lil bitch can't suck dick
What the fuck is you doin
Niggas hate it when

're resisting/
sitting on the sidewalk you see no kind of outlook/
people walking by seem to look but look away at the same time/
just like with a bum and it makes

tellin' me it's alright, yeah

This is ten years, six careers, mastered by one
Watch your tone when you talk to me, these rappers are bums
When it comes

ain't a game to me
It's more than money and fame you see
Y'all choose to live dangerously
Gain some knowledge
Bred by two lovers from the islands
My blood

clout, I don't be on that
Niggas they act like twelve, they bums
Got me a glock with a big ass drum
Came from nothin' I'm straight out the slums
Say you

(rest up Gucc'), tie up the boots
Roll up and eliminate yutes (paow)
It looks good on the 'net, you pussy
Live in the flesh, your niggas are zoots

My Kung Fu

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

[ INTRO: Mos Def ]
Baba-baba-baba-baba-baba, you been so good to me
When I was a little boy you were the only one I wanted to be
To be like pa duke

But they're just another car on the freeway home
There's a few nice houses at the top of the hill
Rusty pails of water out by the lake
The suburbs keep

the block like a lockdown
Used to trap we investing in stocks now
Gotta clean up the money, I feel like I'm Marty
My family live out by the docks now
Have you

Poppin'
Man I roll with some gorgeous ones
Light skin, dark skin, enormous bums
She like my style so I taught some
And she want a Chanel so I bought her one

Baby you want a man of abundance to live in scarcity
Stay in the house all day like I ain’t got nowhere to be
As if the only place to take you out is

paid the fee, making you free like Net Zero
What an offer yall should bum-rush the alter
Call to the Lord in any season, He'll salt ya
I ask you, “Don't

nothin' at all
Bum people don't like me, they like so, and I'm like, sow your drawers
Two baby mamas, no drama, thank you, your honor, cause I'm winnin

on aluminum foil 
I don't like u niggas
U groupie bytches
I really ain't for u
I'm just living rich class
No breaks 
My house is bullet proof glass
So I'm talk

paid

I don't even want her number, I just wanna fuck
Thought I'd have it by next summer, it took me a month
Goin' for it every time, I don't like

$200 for a quarter blowing bubblegum
The hoes don't be responding to your
DMs 'cause you a fuckin' bum
I told your bitch to get off me
I'm 'bout

a Bum Bitch
Im tryin grab you by the Pussy On some Trump shit
Money Make Her Cum 
Money Make her Cum Quick
Call me GasBag all you need is one hit

So let

guarantee you gone die 
Ain't no first 48 catch that boy on fox 5 
Wherever I go I'm gone get it live 
Try to snatch my chain pussy that's suicide 
Dollar

about da hate and da nerve of dese bums
I say dese streets a cut you deep like dat surgery done
Thumpa shot ah bumbaclot dem a murder fi fun
I got ma swag

the strap like Matrix
Now you looking all scared
Cause you live off ace
Move into a group home bum off placement
Riding better i don't know who's shaming
Fuck

Verse 

Meet Kentuckiana jones 
Mr bad to the bone
Ain’t you happy I’m home 
I happily roamed 
With Nappy it’s known
We’re taking every city by storm
Im

no hesitation, And the roll had her elevatin
The hydros had her like a baby, She just a 'bum bop" homie we Ain't even datin
When I need the head, yea