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straight, okay?
They wanna play rough, huh? They wanna play rough, okay
Say hello to my little fuckin' friends
Okay, look at you now
You look like
My hand of God's from the Bible Belt
My wave's so big even Michael Phelps
Can't swim my shit without some help
So breathe, huh huh, huh huh
You might
in my past
Heard you always got it from your mommy and your dad
Always had toys boy we did have that
You got a small tap 1 2 3 with a belt
They hit me
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
proud to say it! Yes sir!
Don't you want to have a little fun
Little sponge? Little something to pluck you
From the glum humdrum?
Live comfortably,
with this chicken wondering if I'ma creep her
Little hoodrat bitch from 25th named Tenika
Coming through, like I do, you know, getting my bark on
Knew
left me, I didn't know what to say
I never been on my own that way, just sat by myself all day
I was so lost back then
But with a little help from
goin' ham on him
Tory had to move from LA 'cause
They put hands on him
I'mma turn fans on him, all his shit taken
My algorithms have risen, I got shit
sound fucked up but they not all doin' great
Oh my God please, can I have a conversation with a
Member of my family without it endin' asking me for five
""This is 911 what's your emergency? Send the police send the police! Whats the Problem there? The chimp killed my friend Whats the problem with your
I miss my dawgs, unstable
You violate Chris? Then rah, turn Chris Benoit
Have him hit from far, nah
Fill 'em up with bricks and glass, nah
My
far ahead and no I don’t think that I care to leaf
Trying to get my lettuce with my friends the color salad cream (ranch though)
That’s a Caesar salad,
letters under candle, delivered by camel
Layin in a dug-out channel's kinda hard to handle
So I say a little prayer to my maker in this blood filled place
lies
So now, girls, the scales have fallen
From my rosy colored eyes!
Hit it!
He keeps a gaggle of names
In his little black book
Of all
a normal person
But with darkened skin and a little tail that peeped out over its trousers
Intrigued, the Sun left his designated spot in the sky and went
up bulldog, mixed with a Shinshuu cause I bulls***, party a little bit
Swim with the shark, you're bound to drown
my weed is like green, and yours
and what I know
Hope my truths help you grow
In the county for a summer
Met an OG facing numbers
Caught with keys from Bahamas
Spoke with soul speaking
guy
But I had a few friends with whom that I could confide
But I could never share the shit I was truly feeling inside
So I started losing my mind
It's
down and dirty, the ones who get it how they live niggas
My niggas with little dough, like T and Little Joe
Want to congratulate ya, don't hate ya,
no one comes in pity but his maid
to help with the records
rewarded by efforts that she made to set the sailing straight and smooth
again
richard
I smoked Consulates and Park Drive, drank Nookie Brown
Learned how to skive
Polo mints to hide my breath from my mum
Did a little weed cause it
by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (Lord)
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding
by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (Lord)
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding
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