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on the mic feel like I'm sinning again and again
Yeah
Fell back right in the mix
I just sat down at the table, here to stack up my chips
From Las Vegas back

I remember hooping in the alley
Calling fouls on a Hackman
Dirty mattress flipping on them
Then we hit the back stand
Cop was like Ghost
They was

jet skis, cleaning up wtih prestige, can't stand nothing messy
impressive on the island, catch me laid back stylin, smilin sippin quenchers, on these

jet skis, cleaning up wtih prestige, can't stand nothing messy
impressive on the island, catch me laid back stylin, smilin sippin quenchers, on these

I don't like talking less we playing for keeps
I know that bitch won't gone stand on what she mean
She like when I turn it up for the risk
And I got

get tough stand firm and stay put 
You can't force what's in the mix to make love 
Bandmind people they love to hate nuh 
So me affi keep mi ed straight

Under the Big Top

ICP Orchestra

Psychopathics from Outer Space, Vol. 2

2003

bitches out there but I grow weed plants
So every time I hit the blunt 
It's like I'm hitting that ass

And I'm Shaggy, throwing heads in the air by

Plotting the lick by any means
Me and my brothers we gotta eat
Ooo pussy i wish you'd reach
And I'll leave ya ass in this fucking Street
You ain't got what

that
Still we get it tatted it on our bodies
By the tear ducts
That's how we keep track
But that ain't me see I was blessed to see
Many things and travel

(stand)
Probably the dorks of their class (you're a loser)
Now it's the day of my reckoning
They 'bout to give me my sentencing
Can't even breathe

Can't love another I don't care bout yo Instagram
Only love my money broke bitches I could never stand
Catch me with that blicky it get sticky when I

rented
Always kept it real while you boys pretended
Lace my Pippins
Cook my chickens
They shot my boy missed me by inches
Now my flow harder than my dick

The crack of dawn-in-a

It's really real, when I feel the way that I do right now
I see all my brothers underground
Pushing up daisies, man, it amazes me

alone
I was all alone
Like to heal my pain by blowing on this strong
Bitch I'm really antisocial me and them don't get along
So I sit back to myself

out that womb flipping
I know Jesus had a plan for me
Even demons in they evil couldn’t stand to me
My Daddy dead man Jesus was my Dad to me
My Mama had

you move when you come though 

Never was the type of person to pull-up late & we really roll deep if a couple niggas in my brothers face 

But going

Always got a notebook and a pen to write a sixteen
Not 20 yet so I am still a sick teen
So ill I'll need meds give me a mix please
Here's a list

in Texas Like sandy

Fucked the bitch man i know She cant stand me
We aint kin niggas
Know we ain't family
Chopper DDT a nigga like Randy
Gift wrapping

made you know that it is still coming  to trail ...
Facing  eternity living in misery all the artillery is genocide
why would you lie?
now you got hit by

getting grown
Maybe they'll call us crazy
The way we deviated from the path they created, by the way
This shit is all related, reading Soledad Brother

grinding never in the mix
Built this shit from ground up brick by brick 
Hope your homies never fold pray that they never switch
It was the ones that was

she stand
Free RATCHET RICK AND MAN MAN
Can't forget bout BO AND LANCE

Ion really know them people
They don't know me they just fans
You thick as fuck

of his hand, like time
And no sickle can cut the weed grown on this land which is owned by none
Where an hourglass stands with the precious seconds

My better half chose a better path
Applaud him
Younger brother - me, a spoiled child
I fought him i heard that the Devil's
New playground is boredom