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well, let me name a few
Was runnin' with the wrong crowd, young, dumb, mad loud
Time passed me by when I was sittin' on that green mile
Fightin'

You're a filthy lust for fools 为愚昧与肮脏的欲望祈祷
I am my my own divine and my own enemy 我是我唯一的圣洁，唯一的劲敌
I am the one I am my own belief 我就是自己独一无二的神
Pray by all my

You're a filthy lust for fools 为愚昧与肮脏的欲望祈祷
I am my own divine and my own enemy 我是我唯一的圣洁，唯一的劲敌
I am the one I am my own belief 我就是自己独一无二的神
Pray by all my

Matt
Yes I am faded on tracks
The bars that I spit may be wack
Not as wack as your face when you get smacked, yeah
Money coming in yes I call that

actually like Matt Ox, too
That's- whatever

Huh, huh, I got to breathe in (yeah)
You got a new man? Sorry, I don't see him
I might hit your phone up in

selling dinners out
Drip sauce on your main hoe, I'm
'bout to dick her down, nigga
(Bitch)

I'm an Am Tracker, Ten-Oh-Eight saran wrapper
(You know it)

check again now nigga i'm on beat
I'm in palm angels eating paella by the palm trees
Eating paella by the palm trees
You ain't never sold dope with your

You niggas is boring us the foreigners
Hit yo city do it big that’s Notorious hun
Slicker than your average mathers when I am rapping
Slim chance that

Motherfucker keep on looking up you better bow down
Bitch I am a king I where is my throne?
I need to sit down
Keep on talking shit you better

like uncle Shannon
(I am the G.O.A.T.)
I am the Sandman
Dick her down she go to bed man
I'm finna make me sum riches an split it w twin like I'm my nigga

You Wake up in the morning
Tell her I'm so sorry
I left her in the party
Getting bitches like I'm Matt hardy
I tell her I left her in the rarri

to my self
Checkin my heart when I know I'm trippin'
Holdin unforgiveness in the dark while I'm poison sippin'
Praying they effected by it but it ain't in

good put ya into cardiac (chorus)

Waiting by the phone for the transmit 
Drop em at they daddys make em baby sit 
Baby girl It’s your turn to party get

remember days
Back when
Hittin stains back then
Broke n****
But I stayed ona grind
Ain't no h** In my blood
Imma score If I should
Catch Sanee
Imma slide by

I'm the one that's leading wonder man matt
Let me give you no smack always and forever
Cause we need your season grade a chef
Ima cook up grass you

it girl
This is your world, move it girl, I know

Redman, yeah, Gilla House on blast
I quarter back the philly, like McNab
Dutch Master in the '08 Jag,

’m your lover This everlasting love We tucked like Egypt We run with angels We run with demons But I am what I am Insubordinate I am So defiant Yes I am But

Matt

Cool
When you're hurting inside but it don't even matter
Cool
Keep a girl by your side but you don't really love her
Cool
If I gave you the world,

You Are a Light

Pavement

Terror Twilight

1999

on sunday!
I rake in, laundry-matt spenders, and ??????
Who rolls with the isolater
Gotta roll cause i am the isolater

hurt)
Better rap, better stack 
Better get them blue hunnids, put 'em in the matt' (in the matt')
The D.A. on your ass, you fuck up one time, then your

(Ooooohh!)
Y'all gon' hate me now
Rhymes are phat, I'm tippin sacred cows
Like the spots on your face I am breakin out
This atheist gonna put your faith in

essential, your loss if I'm missing
I'm really forged by god's hand
Say "I look up to Matt he's god given"
I love looking down like god damn
(Fuck is wrong

print money like machines Started rapping, 13, millionaire by 18
I'm coming after everything because I love the finer things
Wrist watch just cost a check

your teeth 

You look at the window where is your freedom
Will waiting for another season 
You are separated by a concrete wall  
And poor Peters ask for