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my penmanship
This is the venom invented to finish your feelings of innocence
No one is innocent
All are infected by sin and its synonyms. Yeah
I’m

but
like Bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool

Imagine this, me dressed in all black
At a funeral strapped with

a fuck about your foreign
You could've saved that money by exploring
Not the world, I mean your inner self
Spent too much time chasing the wealth and lost

everything
And not knowing anything, i swear
The studio's full time, albums by noon time
Told my family we'd get in due time, ain't have to do time
Once you

A nerdy wordsmith with a love of performing
Music was in my bones and circulating my bloodstream
So seeing me blowing up was always everyone's dream

fuckers got a bone to pick then suck on these nuts
Coming up I didn't really need much
They tell me that my album ain't gone replay
Hmm I don't give an F U

And your last two albums was fucking whack
Really was feeling the song about dolo
But you was by yourself you can't make it solo
And what's up with your

fire proof
Yeah we at the top of the top
Back at it with an album again
Trash nigga already know he gon flop
Everybody already know we gon win (Back

slapped you like an album kid
Watch ya tone, before I pop a bone up outcha limb
Fucc wit me, ya blood 'll stream mo den yo album did
Now we're lit,

lil bitch tryna bone and fuck 

It’s a difference from niggas that talk it and live it I happen to be the one doing both 

Back in school I was

like where you're on Yoshi's back
No, you suggest this every album
Hey, just give me a sec!
And you're falling in a pit and you have to jump away

Ya boy back in a zone
Daughter twirling my crown, the king's back on his throne
Every summer I'm doing numbers the album its on
Straight facts

Ya boy back in a zone
Daughter twirling my crown, the king's back on his throne
Every summer I'm doing numbers the album it's on
Straight facts

went black

I've been sitting in my room
When I travel the streets, I be breaking cars
I can't stop getting car accidents breaking my bones
I hope by

bones
And could be one of ya best friends or i don't know
See i like to skip the bullshit i ain't sherlock homes
But you better not think that you can

Yeah
Renaissance dog on my wall, bon-a-Lisa
Drake and 21 on a song as a feature
Didn't pay a cent, they did it pro bono
That's enough bone jokes,

by my grind like the shaker
Mind my behavior
I park the car for the valet
Set the table for the waiters
Totally self sufficient with a
Whole lot

gun
He'd been blessing every one of my
Albums since the first one
On this mixtape right here
There is no interceptions
Every track is produced by Dilla

Petrified

Pentagram

Be Forewarned

1995

gonna turn you to stone
You'll be petrified to dust and bone
You'll be petrified nothing can help you now

Written by: B. Liebling & J. Hasselvander

Let It Out

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

Lott
The only way you take my spot is with a shot
I grab rappers by the hand and make sure they understand
That they can't scrape j-ro the man

faire mieux
Viens dans le shop on a du matos
C'est pour les vrais les cas sos'
Nous on s'en bat les couilles du top album
Avis aux jaloux migraineux

the flesh, blood, and bones of all humanity
Again, towers rose skyward to challenge his divine glory
To conquer his serene domain
As an ancient Babylon,

the streets I
had a fake ID and carved my name in a tree back when it was J.T.
And now Undead will get props for the rest of our lifes, and
thats like getting

Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

chains I could spot biters for acres
Now be gracious, these minstools turn a bully's psycho civil
By dissolving the candy coated image down to the pixels