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killed by his friends, really, because one of them stepped on his face as they walked by, and the other two kicked him â?? by accident, but still, they
the Navy, you was like the Brady's
You still fly kites daily
Catch me in my Mercedes
Bumpin' "Ice, Ice Baby," screamin' Shady 'til I die
Like a half
Lil Wayne:
I ain't terrified from nuthin'
I'm young wild crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cause I'm coming
With a oven by my stomach
I
with automatic jack clause
Mack 10:
I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas
`Bout to show these so-called
Wig-splitters
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
can't feel that hardcore
Appeal that you're screaming
Maybe I'm dreaming
This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
MC's got to feel one
Caps, I got
You’ll see how many man got shook,
I’m in Perth with Shads in the shubs,
Still shown love by the gangs in the hood,
Every man wanna look, Every gal wanna
about trendy
Holes in my shoes but I don’t own crocs
Feel cross but I still act friendly
Back then thought I’d be rich by 20
These days scrape for a 20
cool 'til it play out
Nigga set the play, grab a plate, I'm tryna stakeout
Can't fall out 'bout no slut
Bitches falling by the way side
'Vinci rolling
garden's come alive again
It's filled with birds again
His pen is filled with words again
His little bauble's dubbed 'Sir Much'
His stone gets rubbed
I never was cryptic by choice but by design
I like to write on the lines that rest inbetween the lines
I always saw the forest for the trees
But
So here I am now, a former summoner's apprentice
I've dishonored my kind just by giving in
I've upset the set of people who took pride
In me being
Sargent
And I'm well guarded by Adams and Eve's garden. Aye
Once the blood starts to spray
Like a old Bay day
I won't kick or push
Like that nigga Lupe
Chopping beats with a machete
Got the weed and now I'm ready
To accomplish everything on my own son
Free my conscience many hours by my lone some
Getting
lookin stupid broke startin
Feelin dumb, i'm young but i'm a grown man
Takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
But life a twist ya like
at the end of the day I'm still me
Theres a hint of lavender on me
Every time i smell it it reminds me of a time when i
Was trying hard to be the thing you
'em
Don't chase 'em because you lost and alone
That's how we're born that's how we die, you know
And when I go it's on my own terms, by my own hands
Who
the world die by the creator
So don't listen to their cheats and curses
Stick it up your ass
If you think I'm gonna pass
We're black on black, detonate
Tower of thorns that stab the weeds
My adrenaline is slowly wearing
Missing when those leaves were still living
Breathing in and out sighs to get by
a book out called The Emperor Wears No Clothes. The author's name is Jack Herer. It's published by Queen of Clubs, and I think there's ads for it in High
messed cah I'll still get you shredded by some savages
I swear you don't know pressure
Ask Jack, I had labels playing deal or no deal like I'm Noel
still blown
Breeze kept blowing, I'm with the airheads
I barely missed the grave, I'm puffing purple haze
I think I'm stargazing, I'm maybe moon running
I spent my days grinding
Now I'm getting paid by them
I was raised by'em
I ain't never been fake bout'em
It ain't that hard to find me
I'm always
desu, ore wa kore wa sore wa are wa kare wa
Kickiter desu, maji te nani, kick it like Jackie
My healthy body still crave Molly (yeah)
But I don't
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