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Working in the hot sun and now it’s time to unwind
Snorting rails off the rails to stimulate my mind
Dispatcher comes passing by when he sees
Yeah, they complainin', say I changed and I switched up
These niggas slept on us for days but we lit now (yeah)
When I let them out their cage, I
when a opp catch you slippin crack yo top like a soda can now you slumped like a yoga stretch tryna make ya yola stretch or set up by a thot when u just
So much hate at the top, it's a lonely place
When you find out the opps ain't the only snakes
And your spouse only know what you don't erase
What's the opposite of satisfaction? You never had it
A sex addict there when you needed it
Now you're too distracted by the little things
Cars,
on twelve
Poppin' prescriptions on top of the hill
Even the devil advised me to chill
I told that nigga, stay out of my hair
She just want to fuck in
My name is Joseph Perez
Um, I go by SentRock
I do visual art
I said, "Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah"
Now I'm
a great false dawn
Oh, fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns
And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn
And the midget
to breathe
It was gravity which pulled us down
And destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage
But it just wasn't enough to change my
a great false dawn
Oh, fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns
And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn
And the midget
to breathe
It was gravity which pulled us down
And destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage
But it just wasn't enough to change my
false poets get done
One by one, by one by one
You in the wrong place
You in the wrong time
You with the wrong someone
Smut Peddlers, false poets get
It was "Sometimes It Snows In April"
He was brought up by the faithful
In the cage of every unclean bird, ungrateful and hateful
The legend
corner's a red bird
His feathers are trapped in a sling
He's passed by some gunslinging parrot
Who's jealous he ain't got no grin
There ain't no time
corner's a red bird
His feathers are trapped in a sling
He's passed by some gunslinging parrot
Who's jealous he ain't got no grin
There ain't no time
the truth, Jah know mi never hide the fact
No couldn't love mi talk, no couldn't love mi chat
A who a try stop Buju fi reach pon top
Buju Banton, Luciano, two
right, I'm really fine
It's just the wine and all this making love
She'll be making me strung by the tip of my tongue like a tiger in a cage
She's got
it seems
Woke up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page
Same old rat race, life in the same old cage
I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't
a hundred thousand just a hour involved
So easy how I make a mill' flip
Snoop ain't the only rich Crip nigga
From sleepin' on Tops couch to multiple bank
(I got my) I got my hand on my nutsac burnin 'cross the stage
In a motherfuckin rage like a animal in a cage
I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool
(I got my) I got my hand on my nutsac burnin' 'cross the stage
In a motherfuckin' rage like a animal in a cage
I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool
and my fellow female mammals, animals
Bitches in cages, bodies racked with hormone rages
Minds haunted by our children's faces
They mace us, with
shooters that are watching for me.
I'm heavy, I'm colder,
Better me know, sir,
I can tear apart mc's
But I'd rather read a book on childcare by Keri
spit sesame, sung by a toaster
By that I meant I’m getting the bread by
Nature, can’t find I in nomenclature
No men cage you when your soul is free
I
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