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I'm writing new hymns
Got to stay real
Little boy this ain't
Sims
God said I love you
Then I said I love you too
Romans five twenty
Got a lot of grace

a little stashed for the day when you
Set sail

School's out! 

Summer camp in asylums 
Where the boys and girls sing 
Summer camp in asylums
Where

just wanna, I really don't love her These niggas is scary, they hide under covers
I pray for that boy, he better not run up He could be dead by sun up

No Jumper Cables

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

see the city bleeding from the satellites
Formed by the corporate war drums recorded poorly
Dirty dub vamp.
Bruised by the hues of wicked pallets

Keepin It Gangsta [Remix; Bonus Track]

M.O.P.

Street Dreams

2003

Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'

I'm a Keeper

The Band Perry

Pioneer

2013

Blue eyed Susans, standing in a domino line
Falling in and out of love all the time
They'll break your heart just to see a boy cry
ah but not me
I am

That big boy be Flexin like Heavy D
They know whos man like im Heavy D
Your girl on my gram gave her heavy D
Said I'm chunky by funky like heavy D

(Now I'm a man)
Now little boy, Go get some bands (Bands)
Little bitch, Go get some bands (Bands)
You little it, Go get some bands (Aye0
I can't stand (I

like land mines
For suede fives I cut a youngin like samurai
Or little asian youngins collecting kicks with slanted eyes
A chubby boy walking he fresh

Pussy boy be talkin' shit
Think I might just fuck yo' bitch
Pussy boy keep talkin' shit
Think I might just fuck yo' bitch
(Pull up, got 'em)
Talkin'

the average girl
Now I'ma send your mind through a twirl
Now usually I'm narrow-minded, never blinded
By any man, but somehow I got binded
I mean caught up,

glovebox
I'm wearin' Ariat's and I don't
Even wear socks
I tell them boys in the fancy ol' truck
Hook 'em up
Square body when I fuckin' square up (Woo)
Boot

I'm a fucking bomb em Ain't no little lotto ain't no luck up on em
18 Wheeler pull the mack up on em lil band camp put the drummer on em
Ain't no Bad

Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat

throwing heat rocks
If I'm on my high horse yeehaw say that boy spittin no beat box let's get it
Yeah Yeah call me young David throwing heat rocks
If I'm

Like that nigga plankton
Twenty four seven
Like seven eleven
You never gone catch the boy slacking
Yah
Wet like Niagra I'm up like viagra
I strap up

shooter
Got you in his sight (Pow pow)
Shit talker
I been doing this since Fisher Price
(Lil' boy)

Habibi firebombing, got a missile tucked (Ha)
If them

I been the goat since the fisher price, 
Fish scale perico pitch a perfect price,
Papivelli pitching pigeons pussy boy you telling porky pies,

other night when I think about Chuck and Tory 
We was just little boys 
Plotting on a million before we was fucking whores  
Didn’t even see the shit

bus

Counting quarters on a flip
Doing all the numbers they predict
Pretty boy got that first class kind of lip
A little blacker than black, and thicker

I keep these rhymes clutched up in the holster 
Strudel little boys they go make me put em in the toaster
You tryna come with me with beef then it's

Don't Be Mad

Pete Rock

NY's Finest

2008

dollars
I could pay for you to go to college
Sometimes a little modest but yo I'm no trick, girl
Collect cash is the motto
Ya'll quick fast tryna come up in

bit of somethin' to show you boys where I'm comin' from
Deep Roots need a Questlove give the drummer some
Bred on WuTang Biggie Smalls KRS One
Hip-hop

muscle muscle
I talk with my chest
These little boys they like to mumble
Make a murder mess
& that's the way the cookie crumbles
Ice up on my neck
so