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be swole
I don't even know why I'm going down this road,
My blood ain't never show me nun

Peak through the walls that I raised
Waves coming down
Watch

2Lee who babe (Waivi)
Tell me how you really feel (Feel)
When you watching what we do (Do)
Fuck a gram fuck a gram
Please don't ask about my mood

dollars, to get pennies
You'd think this shit is slavery
Born in a jungle, surrounded by snakes, I gotta protect my baby
Cuz now she's here, n these fuck

you know we that we do this
Leaning on the block you know that we do this
Been in the jets you know that we do this
Never got fucked by the hand an then

here we self paid
If you about that money
You could join the wave
If you ain't about that money
Homie get up out my face
Gotta stay up out My face
Stay

Sprinkle fronto on top of the broccoli
Gettin' high as we possibly can, I'm more than a man
That's why I left these holes in my hands
Hell yeah, I'm still

yes I am
The great I am
I flow like Sam
I flow all week
I blow down streets
I'm on my feet
The beat by Yee
They know my fee
They know I'm deep
They know

to Canada
I only take photos in panorama (Oh yeah)
I got my pink shirt and my wrist-strap
I'm gonna back-hand you with a bitch-slap
I got a backpack full

What's the MountView like now from your mountain of paper?
I'm not a hater, I'm not Wiley
Just wanna be a judge like Simon Cowell
An amanda by my side

picture put in motion, vision gettin closer by the late edits
I've been feelin kind of disrespectful
Deleted scenes full of cast that I can't be next

the recipe
That is our remedy
Nigga, don't fuck with my energy
Switchin' em gears like a Mercedes
Horse power how we keepin' it stable
Got steel on my hands

Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)

Once upon a time in the land of my mind…
Close your eyes, take a breath, enjoy what you find…

FDR Drive.

With a bottle of whiskey in my hand,
And on my knee a lass.
I'd call for liquor merrily,
And pay before I go;
I'd hold her in my arms once more,
Let

as well give up your heart

Where does it end?
I got my hands up, what else am supposed to do? (Rest in peace to Mike Brown)
Where does it end? (And all

Its harder to start a verse than to finish it and ride the wave
A blank canvas instead of a template thats already been paved
And given to you

like a movie you would think I’m spike lee
Diamonds on my neck it got me feeling icey
People getting mad now they wanna fight me
But I got my brothers

the vict'ry's won
Even death's cold wave no I will not flee
Since Thou in triumph You have leadeth me

He leadeth me, He leadeth me
By His own hand He leadeth me

Things you should know...
You gotta live by the code

Yea I can't say I'm trapped out cuz I juug off my laptop
But junkies'll pass by cuz I stay by

the tall grass
Slowly the sound of roaring waves returned.  I rose.  
I returned to my station wagon with a wet face.
Extravagant solitude invigorates.

I

IGUANA
by David Williams  1986


Scaly skin, I love to swim—

Out in the open sea.

This is my turf, 

I love to surf,

I’m gray and green and free.

me
Who was with me when I had to jump in my book and go animal like Stanley
Moving like I got super powers created by stan Lee
Went through shit

this,
Sin citys innocent really when its inside my mind
And co-sign with a rhyme and a big pen
Once again its an even odd
Cant applaud with one hand
Cant

Simon cause I said so
Surging through the channel caught a clip
My Spike Lee
Wanna take a glimpse
I'm a captain, the high seas
They've been riding waves

endeavors
Lotta times I'm second guessin' cuz I'm never second
Flat my right hand man I think he ambidextrous
Boosie shoulda fixed that shit wit' Webbie