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to a friend
Got my promarks in my pocket and a snare drum on my back

Pigeon valley late at night hoffmans bike is by our side
Walking round the wilderness we

Dominoes 
Eat beats by the sample slice got me feeling nice 
Get stuck in your head like ticks or lice when I'm ripping mics 
Parasites get checked like

I swear it's a god damn circus in here
cnd I'm surrounded by fuckin' clowns

I'm in my element you can try but You can't break me down
So imma keep

everything including the
Möet in the cup brooklyn, New York
(Legend) , pledging allegiance
Clowns that get out of bounds
And don't follow procedures

Ayo, you

gettin' chester, you is just a jester
Nigga, you a clown, I can see it in your gesture
Knew a crack fiend, so I made that boy my tester
What you think we

None of the hoes are mine and that's ok yea 
Got em all takin bottles to the face yea
Been smoking it by the pound, that Mary Jane yea
Underneath

nobody's wife

I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane's awake
She sends her regard

And what can I tell you my

nobody's wife

Well, I see you there with
A rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well, I see Jane's away
She sends her regards
And what can I tell

Fire down
This your body mogbe
Hennessey oshe
Turn around rotate
Fire down
Put my conscience in a cup
Mary Jane lean me a fuck
G's in a rush
Got my whole

the motor out a 'Vette, put it in a Chevelle (switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from

ain't real
I'm bout to hiccup hiccup some
Bullets out my fuckin' steel
Peel, make niggas kneel, bow down
From this clown that's gonna put
You six in

clowns fasho

But I get her ass then go

No nigga don’t call on my phone

Yo bitch said leave her alone

I’ll send her back by the morn

Lil nigga you know

wasted but I'm
Making movies by day
And albums by night
Everyday I'm getting paid
Every month is a flight
Found my Mary Jane
We gon get married in

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it

All these niggas on the same shit 
On my same route I could never lane switch
Make me like 2 3 like I'm Calvin camebridge
Tried to send a nigga beef

Ghetto Queen

R. Kelly

R.

1998

duckin' you, buckin' in the back of a Cadillac
Tell me if you want it like that (let's bang)
Got me tweakin' Mary Jane, it's a hay thing
Me and you,

Big Black Car

Gregory Alan Isakov

This Empty Northern Hemisphere

2009

and round
All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns

Well you were a magazine, I was a plain jane
Just walking the sidewalks all covered in

and round
All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns

Well you were a magazine, I was a plain jane
Just walking the sidewalks all covered in

ratchet inside my jeans but ain't tryna get involved
Move in silence my life too private
I threw the pointers on the plane jane but that shit cant rid my

Girl I know that I let you down when I'm not around
Pick her up and I send her out, baby she a clown
Smoking loud by the ounce, fuck it now we got

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

wit' us, I'll put a foot up yo ass

Collect calls from the pen so I catch it in the kitchen
The homie say, send him naked pictures of bitches
And if

that bitch
If she don't swallow
Hour glass figure
She built like a model

Shout out my migo
He came in with 3 hoes
Send shots at yo people
Them bullets

the truth
I'm a send this mother fuckers to big bruh
To do he can hop on this bit to on god
Hell you talk about ya
Mary jane I don't give a fuck
About this

school was internet
So I smoked Jack in there
With no an underwear, teached by Mary Jane
About working hard as Czech Minister, please
Am I too fuckin' high