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By cats dressed in blue 
Everything out here y’all ain’t righteous, oh my god 

Man, I love my family. I love my dawgs
These haters mane want me gone -

5 days a week
Cuz I was lonely by myself, alone I couldn’t find peace
I lost myself for a bit there, I ain’t frontin I speak
Honestly, i mean how else

my walls with plaques
So you can't see the punch holes I've patched

I need to make it and get on the tele
Coz I need more friends like Monash and Dame

to give you a little bit
Of that Boom-Bap shit
Yeah bro, we do that quick
It's the third album that we burn the roof down with
With the beats by Gabs

be your friend
Don't you ever doubt me
We got plenty pictures in the photo album
So handsome
Teach you to be man
Yes I can
I'm your daddy
My blood run

obsessive
Over things that nobody cares about
I try to clear my mind
But the room is seized by all my doubts
What does she even see in you
Are you the friend

drop the album
We'll be fine without them...
100% hoe
My heart rate is just t like the tempo
I'm in the bando 
I'll put your girl in the friend zone

been ethereal
Music' where I find a better healing outcome
I could best sell a novel
Rather write an album
The cats out the bag and it
Hopped in

The elevation of the first generation./

Freedom of speech in this album.

Poems about how they take us to the deepest distance/

The of best friends life time

of interviews, performances, and documentarys/

Visioning me/

Surpassing Beastie boys and Diddy/
Mosh to bikini kill and flow to Biggie/
Days passing by while I

was finished?
Gave birth did the work
Dropped an album now I'm back in it
Like I never left
Ninety-nine up on my chest
Bother bitches when I walk up in

Yo gamers, welcome to this incredibly mediocre new album
I am mildy excited
Let's get started, so

Hey there, welcome to Hotel Red
And many many have

[Intro] 
Yo, this song is about, well I guess this most of this album is about some of the relationships in my life, past, present and future

Uh,

Though I know it's over I still wanna try,
I don't hope, I just live life, it's passing by.
Time can't heal this pain I kept inside my mind.
cnd it

fog
Was my mind
Like I was chased by a dog
Named time
I felt just like a cog
In line
Rolled downhill like a log
Get grind

I thought that people hurt

Try to murder all my friends 
Frik u bro i aint got non of them 

Im comming for your heart 
Cut it out make you heartless
Im commin through the dark

I see your name on the marquee lights
Your face on tv in that show I like
Your nominated for a grammy, 
cnd you've got an album coming out on Friday

that's a life I can't live lead by way too much regret
If I lived on one album for the rest of my life
I'd have What's Going On Marvin Gaye on my cassette

album 

And I saw your face 

Then I got up off the couch 

And I walked to the fireplace

And I threw it in there

Cuz I don’t care

About you anymore

you want everything
After this album, I gotta put this rap shit on pause
I spent like 20k on these songs
From equipment to the beats to the studio time

It was all a dream, I wanted to make it big
Wanted to freestyle with Pac, or rock a stage with B.I.G
Inspired by Em on Up I'm Smoke; my favourite gig

babies
Heavy is the head and the power is the mind
One rule I always make is never leave friend behind
Dark fantasies will really pave a way
For you

isn't rich so I'm breaking the spell
I lost some friends but I'm making a few
You dropped an album but nobody knew
I do not settle for less, my dad taught

the machismo
Who wasn't loved by his mother, treatin' her like a pro
I don't know or I do, is it the pink or the hue
Fake friends or the true
To make ends meet