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I ride into your mind by surprise on phased lasers
cnd slice into your eyes like Bunuel with crazed razors
Cuz yes I am un chien andalous

Goldie, please help me
I gotta think about it, you know. It might just work, yeah
Hey man, I gotta split now. I gotta go catch this little trick
But,

Toye hera putuli oi
(Hey women you are the putuli)

Puhot modal juguli oi
(The rice beer that has been kept for many years)

Puhot modal juguli oi

skin in the game so they pale in comparison
They might say that I'm arrogant
But see the confidence came from the work cause I cherished
It wasn't

You cannot fuck with me
Like if I had STDS
Served many many men like 50
That's why these niggas they fuck with me
Hey don't you ever disobey
I will

all day
I ain't a rat, I just love the cheddar
I'm a rap, I'm a rapper
Convince stupid kids to copy me
Hey, look, ya dumb shits
You probably
Looked

Corn in the fields
Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water,
King Harvest has surely come

I work for the union 'cause she's so good

down the crown of thorns
You must withstand in any storms!!!

They're telling you to become normal men,
Never change, never stop!
They're telling you

chorus:
Walk into the funk 
Sip till I'm drunk 
cnd then I hike like a cat 
When I arch my back
Make it work like a Doug 
Make these men leap frog
Before I

you get it you get it, if you don't you don't
Why deceiving yourself with your pictures online
Smiling on camera dying on inside
I can't be depressed by

Hey baby can I propose we do something different
Maybe take a trip ?
When I travel my mind maybe you can go in it
You'll see all the things I been

Oh my God, what does it do?
Oh my Lord, I don't know you
Doing the work don't scare me
It took a lot of pain
Just to paint these words
It's pouring

killy

Hit the beat raw like I hit it with no Jimmy 

I just want it all so gimmie 

But I’ll work for it ya zimmie 

The name is Keedzamilly and I’m

bourban n cola
Next time gonna come thru so far smoke style its the low c smoke
Get back in jumpin your boys who are men by the ten
One hit 2 the chin one

Science Fiction

Radon

Radon

2000

Little green men coming out of paint cans,
Phosphate mines and Slaked Lime, 1966, he was sixteen,
It's Central Florida in the era of the dragline,

and decoys
Hey yo I'm bad news for crews
I ain't fucking with you
Ain't got nothing to prove, nothing to lose
I be up in the booth and
I'm fitting to let loose