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a flute
Feel like BlocBoy catch the opposition
Ima yell out "SHOOT"
(Up the heavy metal) Rock out
Like I'm Jimi Hendrix
(Big Balenci's on the pedal) Catch

a genius would depart
jimi hendrix on her left hand johnny cash on her heart
different fingers mingus, davis
and her leg scarred for elvis
ray charles on her

man sound I would opt out the race by now yea
Can't forget what I'm here to do that for ay
Can be the only test to take um til I make it out yea
Riddin

Hoe Blow

Necro

I Need Drugs

2000

adventurous
takin like ten dicks right in your appendix
What bout my Jimi Hendrix?
It's my press kit, dead sick
Fuckin a chick with an asbestos covered

things yeah
And I dive deeper in your mind 
Trynah keep you from the crying
But you just don't think yeah
How I'm gone keep you by my side
When I'm

Throw Away

Future

Monster

2014

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Future Hendrix

I know your true feelings ain't
They couldn't be here, you hear me?
They gotta be somewhere else

I ain't

Jimi Hendrix, that nigga rock CC
Okay oh, you ain't fuckin' know?
(Yes sir) Are you off Adderall?
What the fuck we doing
Brodie whippin' hella bows (Go,

Sometimes I feel like sliding
Sometimes I feel like fuck it
I really don't know bro
What would you do?
If yo money was low and you didn't have no help Nigga

Cash, Joe Strummer,
Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison,
Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barrett in vain.
Thou shalt not think that any male over the age

feel like Future Hendrix
Look into my future and I couldn't tell
If you was in it
It would just ruined feelings
Is that what you intended
What are your

our money, move out to Fenwick
Never had to make a comeback, baby, I been sick
Rockin' Jimi Hendrix, all our summers are endless
Cause we them paid

Yeah, I like all my benjis blue
Got two 10s in a Benz wearing Jimmy Choo
You would think that they fans watch my every move
And I roll by myself, I

still how I feel so alive
All white on im freeza
We trippin Ibiza
You Follow the leader
Sip oil by the liter
I'm rockin like Weezer
We fuck to Anita
Get

summer 1999
I just dropped off a friend of mine
In the old car that I have but I do not own
And there’s a song called “Drifting”
By Jimi Hendrix on my

a Gemini, yeah, you know how Jimi be
But this here is some of my realest rhymes
Been watching empire, but I should be building mine
You worry ‘bout yours, I’m

Insta'
You'll know where my show at
Get fucked by the throwback
Look at my old ho's, now I throw that
She too good for a burr back (too good)
Lil' bitch

shot full of hate
Trapped and confused by the moods you create

Here come machines with the take-away dreams
Sometimes its real but it's not how it seems

Big Scrilla

Killa Tay

Snake Eyes

2000

y'all sucka ass niggas, uh 

Hollerin all the cheap shit, but you ain't rappin right nigga 
Gimmie the mic, feel me like you appetite nigga 
Supposed

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


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Words sometimes

bad that it gets
It isn't rhetorical askin you this
How would you feel with no money or time?
How would you feel not running your life?
How would you

birthed em
Why can't we keep the peace
They Warring against police for killin homie
Feel it
How can you know my pain
Hope they don't slander my name
I be

(David, David Banner, David-)
(Ain't the way I planned it)
Oh, no, no (oh)
If you could only know my feelings (yeah)
Then you would know how much

alogories, you’re giving them half the story
Who is “Cairo Clarendon”? I’m never hearing him
Black Thomas Jefferson?
More like a Hendrix in 2021 but I’m

independence
How much would it cost for you to pay some attention
Tired of the repetition 
Feels like we're just playing some tennis
Shout out to my people that