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Trump is a joke and he got me in stitches 
Out by myself cutting packs of blue ribbons 
Momma told me that Im smart and I'm gifted 
Even when sleep feel

go shallow instead
'Cause I want money, a house in the country
A whole bunch of fans that really wanna fuck me
And some that really love me
Wouldn't

Cause being stabbed in the back took a toll on my trust
To never trusting anybody 'till I turn into dust
I bust feelings for the cobras that I used

a beam, creep through the block and cobra Kai the stick
Strapped up like the army on the hunt, it's 30 in my shit
Alert, eyes watching on the block, put

I felt it in my soul when I stepped in the room
Like I'll feel it in the cold when I'm locked in my tomb
That's why I'm living right the high life,

was gone
Wallowed around like snails
Swallowed by whales like prawns
Expelled from belly's of beasts
Dwelled as sands in the reef
Awaiting tales

Making love to my pen, let the ink spill Never been a fake, always kept it real
Been broke, being broken, Chosen by Horus Fuckin' up the game, I'm a owner,

why it matter to you?
Ima strike like a cobra
Destiny's child, my dawg I'm a soldier
I could move by myself, or I could call Nola shawty
Ah shit it's

Game in a cobra clutch, caking like I'm a Boba Fett
Limping like I broke a leg I went forward with no regrets
Amerigo and Po we next culture

gon' make you famous
That ain't the type of fame you want, trust me I know bruh
Hold on, what Keef say? Get hit with that Cobra
We might speed off in

Rap Legend

Killah Priest

View From Masada

2000

share of bones bones, rock hair-rab bone
Voice like baritone, misty skies
King and his queen on his throne
Cleanin stones, clean jew-els
Sent by gabriel

Uh...
First take
See my flow's off the walls like it's manufactured by the Vans
But L.O.V.E.'s the motto I gotta go rep my own brand
It is all about

Cobra starfish

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie screen
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor

people a promise pay homage 
These words are dope I'm hooked on phonics (yes)
D on my back not Luka Doncic (no)
We bad boys Isaiah Thomas (yes)
Working in

riding by myself
Cause niggas snakes they cobras
You thought that we finished but that shit ain't never over
Keep a white tee and it look like baking soda

Ooh yeah
I like it
Listen

King John fat upon his lofty perch
Eyes on every bird that passed him by
He said to me, "How I love a parade!"
He was one

dying from that chrome
I lost people that I love, I ain't know this life was rented
I wrote this song on my grandma's birthday, rest in peace and Renni

like The Weeknd, I crop the hoe off my list
Arp hit his brain, he numb
Got his hoe on my dick, she sprung
She gon' lie and say we in love
I feel like I'm

a promise pay homage
These words are dope i'm hooked on phonics (yes)
D on my back not luka doncic (no)
We bad boys isaiah thomas (yes)
Working in the fields

King John fat upon his lofty perch
Eyes on every bird that passed him by
He said to me, "How I love a parade!"
He was one hell of a guy
He had miss

I gotyou

My mom told me not to love nobody
You probably want to know what
She meant by that
What did she mean when she said don't love
Don't go

Charity Case

MC Frontalot

Nerdcore Rising

2005

like COBRA done to GI Joe
On the episode about computer viruses.
Oh look, there's the ledger: overflowing with minuses.

My spinelessness in the face

for my team

Every day Im so high so clean 
U fucking with a g, I love to take E
I don't sell drugs I'm clean like I told ya, high so clean 
Money

boy you living or here to die

I'm working wit tools i got fish to fry
Numb to the shit it make sense how im gettin by

I don't need a bitch
I don't