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a fuckin center fold
Tsk tsk
You snitch crack fist
I Fuck around and make your center fold
Now who that at my door
Pocket rocket
By my cock
Pussy nigga try

gold and grey
She tells me that she misses me
Yet we're both distracted by everybody
I can be gullible to an extent
I'm so glad that you came and went

think, by rejecting this
That darkness will largely miss
So much promise, so little tact
What it would take just to act
He's gonna walk with a shadow
He's

now, If I would then I could I would breakdown 
Not gonna make a sound, So I won't and I don't cause I know how

So give yourself a little try my friend,

I played by the rules but the rules seemed to only play me
They said I'd have a better life with a college degree
But my woman walked out on me for

And I'm right where I belong and I love it
Right here in the middle of it
When we go riding in my old truck
She sits right by my side
In the middle of it

for a while
Up the mountains with all my effort
And I'll do it with a smile

Who knows where it all will take me
Gotta have a little faith
Abide by my

Well hello there little boy dont be shy
Step right up im a reasonable guy
Dont be frightened by the look in my eye
Im just your average evil meteor

I've been here before, feeling like you're needing more.
Take a leap and hit the floor, feel it in your core
What I'm meant for? Who knows
Traffic by

I'm stuck here on the 405 rush hour in LA
But there ain't nobody rushing anywhere
One more BMW cuts me off again
I slam my brakes and miss him by

There's nothing left to say,
I gave in to a body that didn't want me at all,

I threw it all way,
To sit a little longer out here in the daisy sun,

a supernova doll
And you’re dazzle by her light
Solar cells from mirrors she is an hyper ball
Once upon a time in the kingdom of a mind
The story

no cigarettes!
And everybody is hiding an old black gun
Another day is passing by but they're still
Waiting for the sun
Little John is on his way
Back

Something has to give
And I know it won't be me
Forever bound to shit
Won't let anything just be
I jot these fleeting moments
In my little spiral pad

froze up, minks
In the winter, and them new trucks
Summer drop the drop top down, you pussy
Niggas pipe down, Say Webbo ain't shit
You little niggas check

Theres a rumble in my belly/ my inner beast on the move/ in my little shop of horror/ working with a monster/ can't you see I'm hungry/ feed me

and it will never leave
With his words around her throat she can barely breathe
in and say It hit her just a little late
Their best years trapped in

Yeah

Bitch my reputation solid
Check my knowledge
Tell you shit you couldn't even learn in college
Chains like bondage causing carnage
Learned to tell

I was down bad by myself
And I tried to drink my way
To a little mental health yeah
It was me and the homies
Drinking OEs
Yeah we blow trees

I got

Way back in the mountains 
Way back by the country side 
There lived a girl named Jenny Jones
And she could dance all night
Jenny was a young girl

There's a land of Guilt and Money 
Thats a place I long for sonny 
So I'm moving to L.A
I'v gota find a better way

You know the girls out here are restless

Drapes spread to show
The moon shine bright, but its still pretty cold
Take a little sip then I'm headed out the
Door
Oh
I forgot I wasn't home
Woke up in

is a comfort zone, right

Yeah Yeah
The easiest way to speak is, you say
And you will be right, a little
Many people know simple schemes for success

let's get active
Here by evil might start laughing 
Ball like Mike and move like Jackson
Shoot like Paxson I be spazzing
Head in traffic, look like magic