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distract me from fate

And that can't happen might disappear
Like it's magic
Breaking hearts kinda tragic
Fix it by swiping plastic
Look another habit

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

stopping you
Gotta be honest too
Opps getting out if she with me
I'm round you
To be dead by the right tool
I'd do

Some damned things and I know
So hand me

Look around and you can see the victims of a fallen planet
They walk around like they been carrying a load of granite
They call it random they don't

pounds
Certainly, you and Randy have got a game plan for this one
Well, let me tell you something, Mean Gene
Look at my chest. If the camera could possibly

got a couple kids
You ain't leadin' by example, just look at the way you live
I helped yo ass enough, I ain't got no more to give
Need to focus on yo'

paddle
He taught me how to be pure and stay true to myself
Divine timing always here by thyself

Yea we up on the block but we not serving no rocks
It's

Why have ourselves abandoned us?
Why they no more belong to us?
Cries in the sky, pray to believe
My heart and soul will never for (Yeah, look)

I

up
Talk to my mate yeah the funny cunt
Slappin' ya hand no chance for an and one
And one and one
Gotta kick like 500 mag handgun
Drop this shit make my

Yo 
B-Light
Effex 
Yo
CPMG Ha

They Don't get it Man
Peep This 

The revolution will not be televised

Look at the truth 
Cuz it's never Lie 
I tell

the land of the killers
By the look inside your eyes
You Never Felt Nothing Realer
Now shorty pop it
For your nigga
From the land of the killers
By the look

me Edgar Allen Poe
No, I won't stop grindin' 'til I got me all this dough
I'm over your reach like I'm Randy Moss, always winnin', no I never lost
Look

Introducting the Icon

Paul Wall

Neon Icon

2014

booty
You can be 18 with some soft hands

Aw shit look who it is, it's the Gucci Man with the spray tan
Wait, let's go back to the part near the start

Hoods across America it's just another Monday
A million ways to die but it shouldn't be this 1 way
By the hands of the Law, our grandparents taught us all

Yeah, I guess I hit it in the right year
Takin' this shit to beyond, Buzz Lightyear
Out like a light here, I'm a Scot, no Travis
Run the Earth, yeah,

Leave your amigos abandoned // (NAH)
Please dont panic// you play that card hes no gambit//
He just landed //hes a savage
aint no randy aint no dandy aint

Young heart.... sweet dreams, cuddles tight
Future's looking good the morning looks bright
When Darkness comes don't want to go out
Don't want

fabricates
But on point tho
You can look all you want
But don't point hoe
Whoa
Man with a plan no escape goats
No
Made my way when I was dead broke
Funny how

on a
Travis Scott song & I was like
DAMN, this shit HOT
It was like the first one on his mixtape
But look anyways look
This is how we gone do it look
Alright

out, cutting off my fiends (No)
Do this for myself, and by myself, still by the lone
You’re throwing me off focus, imma need you off my phone

(I gotta make it before I die)
And she want me to slide like, “bet, what’s the coordinate?”
(And by the end of the night got my hand on her thigh)
Back

KB
Look inside of my
Yeah look inside of my heart
What do you see 
Look inside of my heart
Look inside of my heart yeah

Look inside of my heart

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

of dead homies that I promised would make it out this shit (sorry)
And I don't think God's hands is on me nigga, I'm gonna make it out this shit
No weapon