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ready
For the first round
Gotta be ready for a knock out
Gotta be ready for a clock out
So I came ready for a knock out
Never gonna drop out

Ice king

stop
And when I'm whichu I don't got no thoughts
Energy and you
Make me feel off the rocks
I got my bruddas on lock
I got myself on the clock
I need this

my life has become
It's like I'm a bum. When life sucks, I can just run
Killing myself slowly. I don't need a knife or a gun
It's like it's become

washed
Get up out yo momma crib Bum lazy hoe

You cant say nothing not fenna play none 
Think you lit till put you in yo place sona 
This aint no race (aht

like Gumbi
Shout out to Weezy as I'm sipping on this Bum Bay, I mean this Bumbu
You know how we do
I am different like clocks in different time zones

for the second we clock
You in the curfew
Call it a rorsarch blob test, but na
Like a 7th generation jet
I put time in my craft
Approaching the aisle

Poppin’ 
When I’m scoring hoe I’m Jordan 
If she ugly then I’m Stockton 
It’s ironic, with these keys I got em locked in 
Homie when you clock in 
Just

gauge
Internal warfare, maybe I should burn some sage
Moving by my lonely Lord knows
I been full of rage
Wanna spazz out on a nigga
But no I been well

I be bag chasing, had to make a song with AJ
Work around the clock so every day feel like a payday
These niggas irritating, no for real I need

It hurts and I've cried
Futile work on the side
Like none of it matters
The fruits of my labors
When disrespected by neighbors
Earn a first class

Boursiquot The Gallant

Watch ya clock tick as you learn from Netflix
You suckas bum like Beatniks
As I burn down your business

You can take down my sounds

roller coaster towards these dreams that I’m chasing,
I can see it in their faces, they know I’m gonna make it,

Down to ride by my side patiently waiting,

and you not
Lemme stop
Before n****s rock my top
And they stop my clock
I got a lot of hiding spots
So go ahead catch me if u can
We doing drive by
.45 in

Wake up rested from a good night's sleep
Get my breakfast on the cheap
Take a stroll around the block
No need to watch the clock
Oh the bottom life

tell her by walk
She need a real nigga to show her some stuff
Birds fly together but she never flock
She turning them heads when she walk on the block

the spirit cloud
Morning songbirds in the tree
Chant a tune to let the spirits free
Then we see them in the night
Spirits jumpin' by the fire light
Do you want

on the sidewalk where he gon lay
I keep it classic Frito lay
Bum ass nigga want my feature but he gon have to pay
Bout them bands I feel like tay
She told me that

like Sasquatch
And you know
You can set your fuckin' time clock
Or your watches
By my flow
You motherfuckin' niggas just don't know
Uh
Nigga, this ain't

get by, don't act slick
Imma play dumb, talk on my name, but you really a bum, look
It don't matter, Ima up it, she on the gram I'm like, fuck it, how

em use too be my dog 
You was in my left tittie 
Stayed down nigga 
Thought that you was riding wit me
Never thought you was a bitch 
You was by

HIPHOP(MILYAN Mix) by TREZDAMIRRA 

Chorus: It's more than HIPHOP than H.O.E.S D.O.E HIPHOP a set you free even though I discuss can't make a Album

You Gotta Love This City

The Whitlams

Love This City

1999

At least he loves his city

Holding court on Taylor Square proper was the man he could become
Lear's Fool is a bum now
With seven holy parcels by his

Banana Man

Tally Hall

Complete Demos

from the spirit cloud
All the songbirds in the tree
Chant a tune to let the spirits free
Then we see them in the night
Spirits jumpin' by the fire

they native tongue
And the day is just begun
Greeted by the scent of a bum
Smelling something like beer, barf, and dung
A brother in repose in the back