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on low-rider bikes
Cat named Russel Simmons got blessed in Good Night
You done fucked up like cripwalkin by Suge Knight
"That's what happens when you reach
and the sun rays protect her from dark clouds
Who am I not to fall for her
Ow! And by the way
I am talking about you girl coz you are my one girl
Ey ey ow
Ey ey
baby, like flying a kite
Her eyes are saying follow me, you know I just might (yeah it's long)
But don't be coming hitting me up when I'm doing right
It's
doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the
Restaurant, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Facha, the dog
And livin' in
(Y'all are bots)
You sell your soul just to make dollars, (And you're not)
And I don't see the hate, I'm Ray Charles, yeah (Ya'll forgot), Ahaa
Already
[Mad Child]
Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery
Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery
Skulls are shattering this is Assault
Not that again we turn a blind eye
Admitting failure before we even try
Sky's the limit academics but the egos tries
By telling us we'll never succeed
problem child
Problem ta the devil and his child meow
Any my daughter Psalm a child of God
Ooh and my wifey ga be by my side yea
Ima bring her out no need
I'm stuck in my ways
My girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she wave
They bet' not fuck with her surfboard, surfboard
My eyes are so bright, I take
god
It will be a victorious day
Lord I know that you are with me
Whenever I close my eyes
Satan's throwing struggles daily
But with you by my side
I
a dime piece, I would sex her for real
Ghost head like Ray Stantz in the Ectomobile
Yeah when we hook up it's the most tantric
Slowing down time I'm
child
In her bedroom sleep hugged up with her doll
The pain so deep its gonna linger around
Her momma breaking down as she walk down the aisle
Who can
love mine
Go, tell her right now, I know how this might sound
But my plan is to show you that I understand, you are appreciated!
My love for you
Is
I sat deep in the corner, drinkin' zombies, becomin' one by now
Wonderin' if my style would support her and her child
Out the corner of my eye saw
dimes by the caseload
Hide the prescription, Miller said I’m stable
A R strike the pause
Put the flaws in a box with a- fuck off
Mallet for the media,
smoke
Moved away
I just smoke
I just smoke
High as fuck
When are you coming home son I don't know when
But we'll get together then, I just smoke dad
everywhere we go to
My people are smart
They're gonna help me to the chart cos we making our mark
Everywhere we go to
When we roll through
My people gonna show
the human torch
Inhaling fumes of all sorts of course
Steez taught me how to store it in my ball shorts
So when we stop by the D we never get caught
I say
wasn't cancer, but they call it Ollier's Disease
The nurse started calling my mom out her name
Like how dare you brought over a child on Medicaid
My Mom's
to match this heart of darkness
And I'm still surrounded by your presence
Always been a constant
Bet my friends are worried they gon find me strung up in
Silver gray hair neatly combed in place.
There were four generations of love on her face.
She was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes,
She'd seen it
zombies, becomin' one by now
Wonderin' if my style would support her and her child
Out the corner of my eye saw this stud I recognized (who?)
One
the stairs
Her body like an altar where a thousand men have bowed
Scented light with poison her eyes alone but proud
She sits herself beside me saying
Are we
As a child, promise you'll have fun
Ain't gotta worry 'bout a dollar bill
Bought a queen size crib for my baby
Right by you, I'ma lay there
Tell you some
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