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smoke? It's going down
I can spit a hundred verbs
Or hit you with a hundred rounds

In here with my twinno us alone
Could make a hundred sounds
We been

I get it
Your number, I'll get it (Your number, I'll get it)
Don't know if you celibate
If you is, we'll celebrate by feeding you my kids yeah

the feeling got addicted
To the feel of power
Now it's obvious I'm probably
’bout to overdose
Looking up at us cause they can
Feel it wanna see the power
They

feeling with your heart
Listen to what I'm saying and you'll actually see the light

It's like I have a picture
Of what I wanna be
And the artist in me

much Vonnegut, brain is feeling hot, I've come unstuck again
On a windowsill, bowl of cereal, I don't know where or when
Feeling like a human palindrome

I get this feeling if one more prayer's heard
It's certain it's going to be feathers for sure
He made it feathers, oh!
Feathers, oh!
Yeah, feathers,

no hurry
Spend a lil time, there's no rush
Pictures I'm painting, no brush
Feeling like I'm Murakami
Love come with pain if we're honest
Love come with

Bitch, Don't Kill My Vibe

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

gold and maybe get rich
Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist
I can feel the changes
I can feel a new life
I always knew life

pistol
AK, shotty, I'm 100 and gunning

I'm running, above em, get some cover or suffer
Because the Summit is simply some of this
I'm a son of a sinner

a clown I'm keeping IT witty
My 2 cents for y'all is stop sinning
Maybe go read the end of psalm 16
The second act so come get
This the Act II

So y'all

my God, I want the squad alerted
And I come from it, they hop up like Kermit
Corner turnin' with marijuana burnin'
In the trunk, you squirmin', now

Hallelujah [Bonus Track]

Dilated Peoples

Directors of Photography

2014

probably find the main jar
I been major, it's Rapsody, boy

I don't trust the score, I've been baffled by judges' cards before
Never leave it in their

Drop on my seat, know I ride with my ID
I can make a famous get shot on some IG
Bitch in the booby trap, go-go for pop me
He low-low for body, get

I feel what you feeling 'cause
I get that feeling i could do anything
'bout to make a hundred million
I feel what you feeling 'cause
I get that

cause its a
Quick life, cold world
Hit me, real pain
Born low, sinner
Usual, old stain
New shows drive bys
Play dead sick game
Sad death cold breath
Is we

Four hundred micro grams, yeah Im popping the acid tabs
I feeling so wavy baby, Im feeling so brazy lately 
What the acid it take me maybe, my mind is so

Fuck a Moncler ill buy a heater for the winter
The way the streets are going its so cold it gave me shivers
Ooh ooh zaa zaa they labeled me a sinner

shit, feeling it, pit in my stomach like there's no end to this
Thriller shit, I'm in this bitch
Shoutout Trapson you killin it
124, we was all poor, now

In the days or years to come day
It'll change you'll see life's something
Something join me say

One day... (One day)
It's gonna get better (Better)

that candy
These Racks on me come in handy
Feeling so fine and so dandy
I'm Always on ice like I'm Bambi
After I fuck take a plan B
I am too hot baby fan

Give me a cap
I'm feeling it
Chewing them back
I'm feeling it
Seeing an ass
I'm feeling it
Smoking on grass
I'm feeling it
Give me a cap
I'm feeling

Partying drinking living the life man
What's the problem yo
It's my right
So what if I lose man
It's my fight
So get lost with that God stuff and get

I'm a real deal sinner
All black masked up cause I'm always ready for a killing
Always keep a pistol
Shooting first tell them niggas come hard if

Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get