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the man by the age of 6
I even fucked the girl that used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
Two thousand and seventy-three
Two thousand and eighty-four
Two thousand and ninety-three
Light years ahead
You and me gon' be gettin' down
Two thousand and seventy-three
Two thousand and eighty-four
Two thousand and ninety-three
Light years ahead
You and me gon' be gettin' down
practice Olympics
Years around for several years
But Jim Thorpe was out there
Playing baseball. He didn't
Try at all for the Olympics
But Pop Warner got him
to go on this road
Shown my a knowledge foretold
Spoken by prophets of old
The total opposite role
Chosen by populace goes
Down to the hottest abode
Total
here
Yo, it's six million ways to die from the seven deadly thrills
Eight-year olds getting found with 9 mill's
It's ten P.M., where your seeds at?
I stood in line and left my name
Took about six hours or so
Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game
Said they'd let me know
I put in my
complaining
Spend my remaining years
On joy unburdened by your fears
I
Baby I got free
cnd, you see
Theres no more “we”
Just me!
If that means I'm your
Audio Ratio for 10 years prior to my new tenure
With an old modified laptop in a shed closet
I've been paid to record and produce tracks for others,
would be a nice ride
The ride would’ve been nicer if you were by my side
Today I’ve completed 26 years
Six years have gone and I’m still in tears
I paid
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Im riding hard in the donk/
Lookin big in
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
The latest victim, a 35 year old man
Shot in the head
A masochist with an elaborate plan to get
A hammer and a banana clip
And smash your head and split it in
You live six hours away
And it was six months to the day
And when I was six years old I thought men were like Prince Charming
I believed them when
Yeah, what you gone do when the smoke clears
Still looking back at the old years
Still looking back at the old page
Photos i didn't know still
Bein' six years old I had seen some trains before
So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for
Things're big and black and smokin' steam
the old "tell it like it is" speech
I'm thinking you better start by hearing the word "practical"
Right here, right now, today
Where's the exit?
years old for nothing, aight?
I'm not fifty years old for nothing (we active, nigga, we active, we active)
Wish a nigga would
And I wish a nigga would
paw paw's 1985 Chevrolet Silverado
I must have been about six
Life was so easy back in the sticks
16 year old mother fought for the life she wanted
water bombs at cars and
Playing knock door run
A ten-year-old terrorist
Armed with an arsenal of 6 eggs and
A super soaker filled with piss
Just a little
it just cant get you charged
Looked upon by youths who pass you and
barge like old man move these premonitions I give to you
Without any charge that’s
No first steps, nah, my daddy couldn't see me cry
I'm still searching for the reason why
I was six months old at a bus stop
My mum no home
the rappers in the coffins
We ain't talked in like six years, why you writing me now?
I just turned 100k down just to keep the brand looking right, now
15 years old we was chilling in the park
2. Only time I felt myself was when I’m high after dark
3. Never had money for shoes, never stepped inna
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