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then you give it up
I just ask Kydd who big as us, he say nobody bro what you tripping for
Want em gone you can send a dub , he be done by tonight when

I've got bruises on my knees, no it's not from what you're thinking
I've just fallen to the ground but the ground just keeps on sinking
I'm exhausted

The first move is the hardest to take
With my mind I can feel I'm already there (but I'm stuck anyway)
I feel the warmth of a glorious sun
I want more, what I

to remember
Because no matter who stands in front of you
Killa K, Kahmyla Lynn, them girls, they'll always want more
It's Kahmyla Lynn on the beat
It's Killa K,

I'm moving paper like Todd Packer or Dwight Schrute
I got a laser gun with a big beam, turn molecules
Out of you, I'm eating potassium, it's what

on my own neck
I don't give a shit till my name gets called next
What you do cast a shadow on everyone
Iron bars all I want
Stuck with heavens gates
Yeah

they all get fucking baked
Everything falls out the sky, Saw it with my own eyes
Start to levitate and fly, No wonder you won't reply
I want my shit

this here for the lame and stagnant Ugh
The procrastinator who wanna put it off and do it later
Aye, Do you want to be made whole? if so, pick up ya mat,

you hurt me twIce
I was blInded by your bIttersweet heart

Weakness
SufferIng
A burnIng halo around my soul
How do you feel?

My tears drown your heart

baked
Everything falls out the sky, Saw it with my own eyes
Start to levitate and fly, No wonder you wont reply
I want my shit answered, At least up to my

1:
Chucky 

I don't even want it anymore 
I don't think you wanna hear stories 
Love you like I caught by surprise 
Even though you see me as ghost

mayonnaise 
Like I'm Doug funny 
What do you want 
I got them sticks and them guns 
I bet a nigga gone run 
I'm throwing ones
Facing a blunt on the runts
Goin

mayonnaise 
Like I'm Doug funny 
What do you want 
I got them sticks and them guns 
I bet a nigga gone run 
I'm throwing ones
Facing a blunt on the runts
Goin

mayonnaise 
Like I'm Doug funny 
What do you want 
I got them sticks and them guns 
I bet a n---a gone run 
I'm throwing ones
Facing a blunt on the runts
Goin

mayonnaise 
Like I'm Doug funny 
What do you want 
I got them sticks and them guns 
I bet a nigga gone run 
I'm throwing ones
Facing a blunt on the runts
Goin

deplinish any rapper I see
In front of me
I say this a lot but bitch I'm literally
Beatin' a nigga ass if he run up on me
I don't know what else to do
I

really want to do is, never give a fuck
Block out the world with my
Eyes and ears shut
And get away from stress but I
Think I might be stuck
And now I'm

the raw
Hit the gas until I cough
I peep how they don't show love
But want support
I'm not perfect I don't claim to be
But I see shit for what it is
So You

Oochie Wally

QB Finest

Westwood Presents, Vol. 2

2001

Holla oochie bang bang

[Chorus]

Yeah what up ma
Take a look, you hypnotized
On how my long dick stretch your insides
For real ma, with your thick

Oochie Wally

Bravehearts

Lovin It, Vol. 2

2003

Holla oochie bang bang

[Chorus]

Yeah what up ma
Take a look, you hypnotized
On how my long dick stretch your insides
For real ma, with your thick

you flat just to jack you
Feel this in my arteries
This life it's been a part of me
Conditioned by environment anxiety been harming me
Heart begins

of thirteen I had grew a lot
Friends started serving fiends
Up til two o'clock
In the morning listening to do or die
Boy if you want to be gang its do or die

I'm high through the roof
Chanel, and Dior, Balenci, Moncler yeah that's you
She said "Baby yeah I love what you do"

Ok smoking on thrax while I smash

got a fast car, no, I'm not a walker
And I do this shit that I rap
I'm not a talker
Look, I got the walker from my grandma
Coolin' on the west side,