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that one day he was gone make his own hits
Now I’m in the states, I know this it, I’m closer than ever that’s why I can’t quit
And ever since began all I

Spell On You

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Bitch I put a spell on you doing the dark magic

a tauntaun yuh
Sailor V I'm with the team like that long blonde yuh
Hit em with a special beam, Heyzu took it for the team
Then he rose up after three like

noose to put your neck through
I pity the fool and the goonies you call squadron
I'll whistle and fist missiles will hit you for just talkin'
Fuck a piece

set in stone 
Tears fall here 
My spirit in my rhymes
Dropped sweat so my bars could hit hard here 
Haven't slept 
My soul won't sit still 
Last time I

I don't flaunt
The shit hit different when you come from the swamp
I told myself I'm my only comp
DMX whatchu bitches want
Don't be phony no reason

of you
Yo swag looking rusty you should prolly stop at a Jiffy lube
Whole gang animals, met 'em by the county zoo

We like causing chaos like the city

Learning and im moving
Hit restart every time rebooting

Want you by my side
Got you on my mind
Want you at my back
Promise you I'll always come back

live by come with an algorithm
I know it hit like stone
Then throw a towel in it
That last album? Aww man I spent an hour with it
Im into writing stories

it's bound to come
Just need to get this album done
My sound is one you can't replicate
I'm moving mountains um
Maybe that's a little cap
Sick and where

to see what I could generate
Little by little I will demonstrate the reason I must regulate
I'll give you a taste of what to expect from stepping stones so

an operation when I spray shit
Nigga scram i swear I'm in a hell of a zone
Flood the paddock with yellow stones
You can tell that I'm on
I ain't drop an album

that made the difference between hits and album flops
And being the toughest act follow
Watch that black boy fly like Arron Afflalo
The apollo's just

brain
Got this choppa, let it bang I'ma make it rain
When I hit the stage, crowds screamin' my name
I'll be going hard till they lay me in my grave

and "T" and I
Would always make home movies
Be goofy play Yugi
Then get hit by the sun
We're all grown up now
"T" is bored and "J" got married
Me I founded

to go platinum, I'm making a hit
Words turn to stone, call it triddy predicts

First thing I'll say, don't put trust in a thot
Just go fuck em once send

to go platinum, I'm making a hit
Words turn to stone, call it triddy predicts

First thing I'll say, don't put trust in a thot
Just go fuck em once send

and I ain't touching insulin
Getting gas every few days because I burn it quick
Every time I play the album use a lot of glycerin
Bitch I come back for

tired tired tired tired tired tired
Of facing all these trials
But that shit just a stepping stone you know we getting by
Ain't worried bout no trials we

you bring home the butter?

I don't know

They say a psychopath is born
a sociopath is made by the
cut-throat moral of the world
and the real stone cold

Verse


They don’t know 
The rules

Bad bitches lit 
Be by
The pool

Now they up 
In the room

Smoking gas

Hiding 
The fume
Wit perfume 

I need yo

that truth. My truth indeed

Yeah I gotta get up in the mornin’ and I could use some sleep
The stones came on the jukebox. We’re a couple albums deep

Listening

J-Live

The Hear After

2005

On the answer sheet
Life's craft is a scrap
When you show your work
I would listen with a smirk 
From irony to Irief
From Bob Marley smokin? stones

Keep It On

The Nonce

World Ultimate

1995

sells shit and gold is the hit
But then I gotta watch my step cause I could get a rep
Always always filling through the void
of the now that's bringing