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could take my time 'cause it can't be late
It takes three minutes for me to get in your head
When you start to unravel all this shit that I said
It
is about chasing the riches
But that materialistic shit will fade away
Don't get caught up in the modern day slavery tray

It's only mass media
position - speed up lead the rest
They don't need to rest, they need to see we blessed
Yo, life is like a tide - shit come and it goes
Somebody had to cry
realized that, I'm insane
I'm enraged, engaged in a war with ways
They can have me spray shots off the stage
If I die like Malcolm will you feel my pain?
I was tempted by your company
And you've already noticed me
I'm sorry for what I say when I don't know what I'm saying
And you don't have to play
At every show I'm approached by those asking
What my name means, no I'm not answering
Those things cause it's not even mattering
Let's start focusing on my
not that same killer
That's just what you described"
It's all over

Imagine a war with no casualties
Could never be flaws without shallow knees
I
Wars, I'ma use this force
Still coolin' off in central
When I say central, I mean Drug Central
Two big 40's and a chopped down dot dot
Ready to lurk
grow
The whole fucking world is a Truman Show
A true to first like I'm
Fucking smacking your Tonka
They come with war tech
They're smarter than Hannibal
Aye
Take the horse to the river, you can't make it drip
I see the fake in your eyes, you can't make a dream
Mind's deep, ahead of time by far
split no bullshit once you get hit
Death by strangulation with Rosary Beads
If you strict catholic
You're Arabic, King of Nazareth
I'm John Huston, listen
that war
But out of stubbornness or spite
My feet stayed on the floor

The duality I hid
Had begun to claw and writhe
But those sick, unsightly ids
Now
was deep up in some beef
Where was you at when I
Was on the floor nigga
You a hoe nigga I can see
I'm in the war, shit be getting so deep
I gotta ride
a blizzard, kid
It’s colder than a meat locker
Over thirty, still dirty
Kids are full of bird shit
I blurt assertively to
Murder nerdy wordsmiths bax War, tier
mě jet, tak jak chci jet
Pro mě ten shit určitě neni jed
Za dob prohibice pořád vim, kde koupit tvrdej
Furt vim kam mam jít, kdybych chtěl šňupat
your life and still
Goin' out like Tookie
Imagine niggas talkin' shit when
They never knew me
Imagine a movie that depicted the
Pain in your life
Like
moving swift
Keep your eyes peeled for all this shit
I'm a big man so by the
Time the lights come on
In the rave, I'm in the whip
(Anyone can get it) Don't
Yeah, know what I'm sayin'?
Count my shit
One-fifty on my neck, know what I'm sayin'?
I'm sippin' champagne
I just bought a car, hundred

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