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Been feelin' beat, no instrumental
I need to get some shit off my mental
Heart turned cold, no more sentimental
Bottle it up, I'm so temperamental
It

I know nothing like John snow
My father knows it all though
I pace myself real slow till Daddy say let's go
Rap game demonic I heard that my angel

Girl, keep it goin', keep it goin' down-down
Throw that ass in a circle, throw it round-round
Shake that ass in the crowd, shake the ground-ground
Shorty

to See the split
Brauds bleedin' through the cheetah Print
Pissed off but still believin' that she The shit

Yeah

These hits hard enough to leave a Dent

By nature I’m just a horny and hungry creature, evil in demeanor
My penis is big as a meter, my ego big as my weiner
When feigning for senoritas, Old

Tiptoeing on the gazebo
Pulling up ballin' like Z-Bo
I am connected to kilos
Fifty gang members got Rico
Young nigga trapped by the peep-hole
Late

Rhymes and Ammo

The Roots

Soundbombing, Vol. 3

2002

on the edge of insanity
And rhymin' like its the end of humanity
Still people from the old neighborhood can't stand to see me
Turn around and tell girls we

a couple L's
Had to charge it to the game
Now my dubyas goin' crazy
Now my dubyas are amazin'
Dubyas only baby
Shoutout to the GBC
My name Porter T
Your girl

The last time we parted
I was broken hearted
While the teardrops started
It's mighty close.

And I set an' pondered
Oh, the dreams by thunder

looking fat in that cheetah print
Had to change up the game had to reinvent
Non disclosures for all of my sneaky links
I don't know y'all and y'all don't

it cause I didn't like my vegetables
Gramps was the main man, put us on his mental
Now we, lay out game plan, play the instrumental

My flow is

Kissin' all on her neck
While we play this instrumental,
Said she kinda new to this, 
Girl i can be your mentor,

We'll stare at the stars all night

to the pedal
Feeding me instrumentals a death wish
You try to get on my level
Then you better bring a medic
Sleeping on me like I was
The person you went to bed

Casualty, wept over the whole fuckin galaxy
Battle me, your styles a game like sorry
Or like atari, i'm gnarly just like a harley
Davidson, i take

anytime

S.F. made me, my ex still payin' me
I love the dope game but it drove your boy crazy (Made me crazy)
Six cell phones, why them boys try to raid

from me
The games she plays
Runs circles 'round and around

Cause you were just one
You were just one girl
That I could keep happy without a smile
Cause

the cornfields, damn, it really stank
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a tiger by it's toe
I don't really wanna know if your girl's on the floor
Dancin' very hard,

health
Niggas be hanging with pussies
And feed them
Skrt the fuck off in my Camry and leave em
Load up the choppa
He running like cheetah
Hot in the jungle

on my résumé
Thinkin' bout all the niggas I call a mate
You judgin' by the talk and not the conversate
Feelin' like I'm Golden State
I score then I

ambition have us ammunition
all you got to do is listen so what is missing no pot to piss in
now my heart is trippin divided by the past adding to the future

believe in it

Yo, They said that it's a young man's game racing against my age in my lane
Picture me circle laps in a frame
So when I let it hang off

I'm driven by emotions
On a mission, all about my division like a quotient
No more wishing I'm done messing with postponement
I'm posted on the phone

gonna get soldered
Molded, by the blast of my cobra
Yo bruh yo I'm green like an okra
Bubble boba
I drink it up
Got no Percocet's in my cup
I come fucking

tryna meet death we’ll arrange it
They be some losers with no Aquafina
She is a cougar I need me a cheetah
Sippin the lean You know by the litre
I just do