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now)
We was spinnin' in the pot so long we got dizzy
Had him circlin' his block so long, they got dizzy
I'll have him shoot the whole thing right now

felons, gun stealers
And dope dealers
And I’m from where coke is captain
And you can buy whole in the back
Of your block, in a napkin
By themselves,

On a roll
On a roll
I've been on a roll
Loving you yea, it took its tool
On a roll
On a roll
I've been on a roll
Loving you yea, it took its tool
My

honey pot I can tell by your eyes
You`re as wild as I am shy
So take me by the hand and lead into that land
Where everything is honey and sweet and sugar

jewels
Studs on Balenci' crocs, look at the shoes
I don't even got no opps, we put 'em on snooze
Still use a fork in the pot and hundred round tools

trappin' by my old school
But now I'm makin' hit's off of Pro Tools
(off of Pro Tools)
Found out I took yo' bitch
But that's old news

Now a nigga up, she

Ski, Ski
Bitch

If I go broke then I'ma bool with my tool (with my tool)
You pull your shit, I pull my shit and let them duel (we let them duel)

Hey let me tell you something
Dreams written down with a date becomes a goal
Goals broken down into steps becomes a plan
Plans followed by your

they'll go get you and yo friend
We selling dope by ounce come get you a pinch
Do em like the slaves in south but nobody who did it
We got dem sticks in

one house spare 
Emotive thinkers think with their knuckles 
Childs play mentality raised out of rubble
No pot to piss in, bum fluff and stubble
Too

Jump
Cross

I'm salty
Not grilling the
Pot i
Blow off steam
Angry at  this
Recipe

Not entitled but
I plead for
The change
I want
Complex reasons
Bring

the green by the box
Pick up book pore espresso from the pot
Imma zone out the universe is my spot

Reach for the stars
Side with the team that wanna watch

became our tools we would build cases that we later fought
I was never lucky enough to have both parents at the crib
Fuck it I'll tell it how it is was

of the pen
I'm sick of living in the past
Or dying by the pen

Only had a pot to piss
When I was in hospitals
They said the rooms are way too Filled
There's no

Insufficient youth need the tools used for guiding
The proof is in the pudding they do not have good taste
These kids need a spoof they couldn't even make a good

Humbled by the goddess

Baby dragon 

Regal flairs 
 Hanging orchids
Spiraling lotus 

I sit and cross my feet
And contemplate the nature of creation

of a kitchen devoured by a smiling face
That's just had a taste of one thing that won't go to waste

She's been working doubles for a decade
Stealing pots

Kali deh pe khelan aayo re
(Near the Yamuna's edge, by the Kaalide temple, Krishna is playing)

Mero baaro so kanhaiya
(O My little and beloved

to shine on the block
I didn't know I was going to fill up this pot
But this nigga know how to maintain
Nobody was there when the rain came
So I went to find

Midnight Club
Mike Amiri jeans
And I got the denim up on the side
I know the bitch she wanna fuck
But can't get the low
Cause the opps near by
Run up

Built to Last

Heartland

I Loved Her First

2006

to last
Like church bells and bridges, and baseball on grass
Like Ferguson tractors and Lucchese boots
My daddy's old tools I still use

The pledge

Bacc In Da Dayz

Snoop Dogg

Neva Left

2017

through with the tools and Glocks
Party don't rock like it used to rock
Back door, nigga, I refuse to knock
I beat a nigga up up out his shoes and socks

poured the whiskey into the glass let her wait
She dipped her pot in the powder like a coke fondue
Laid back in the condo and passed out blonde nude

Ridiculoid

Cannibal Ox

The Cold Vein

debris
And bad programs of landmines
That remind me of the sexiest of slow jams
I pull a Glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
I was nursed by