Lyrics:
there go his Career like a fastball to Bonds
And don't wonder why I got the Bait, cause when you bass you
Should never swim around with a Shark in a pond
could give you this feeling
I bet that you see me as a villain, huh
People try to box you in and box you out
Some niggas tried to box me up and lay me
that will put you inna damn box nigga
If you don't grind with me, why you putting put ya hand in my stash spot
It's a couple rules that I stand by nigga,
the stones written on the beam
JACKIE’S NAME the daughter of Mr. Butcher Barlow
HIS GUITAR PICKS lay in the cracks it seems we aren’t alone
I’M LIVING WITH
shaken
moved by the meeting of this eternal communion
I beg you to stay with me, hold me, inspire me
But the ecstasy of your astral presence is short
So just you wait a week or two 'til the money's over
due then go to the cashier down the hall
With his deed in your hand pay the taxes on the land
the Iceni:]
In the aftermath of our defeat at Mandeussedum, I was captured by Romans with
a veiled intent... (though three of them died at my hands in
"It's my nose
I can do what I want with my nose"
"No" I said, "it hurts me"
"You mean it hurts you when I
Stick a pin in my nose?"
"Yes, it does, I mean
just keep shit simple
Cana-bitch don't want no beef with Slim? No
Not even on my radar, so won't you please jump off my dick
Lay off and stay off
just keep shit simple
Cana-bitch don't want no beef with Slim? No
Not even on my radar, so won't you please jump off my dick
Lay off and stay off
the window, you gonna see a difference
It can be ya sandbox niggas that will put you inna damn box nigga
If you ain't grind with me, why you putting put ya
in and out
With cc belt and know to dealt they got trout
They don't wear belts, slip in and out
Actually, I feel you tell me the story... yeah
Cool,
slabs and in fields of stone
You make your humble wishes known
I touched the garment, but the hem was torn
In Scarlet Town, where I was born
In Scarlet
to lay low - shopping at Costco
Roasted by the rapper that's fatter - (Ugh)
Flick of the wrist you the batter - (Ugh)
Women around me make me drowsy
I
wake the dead, you would swear it was a seance
Niggas sleeping on me, shit, like I'm something to lay on
All these bells around, shit, I need something
define us
Biggest fan of me, is I
If you'd my eyes
Every one of my lyrics would be
Met with a gasp or a sigh
Challenged my guilt
When I kenned the extent
forever
In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror
Anyhow, I sat by your side, by the water
You taught me the names
thinking of sucking blood like leeches
But we are aware and it is like a stone that we throw at you
We make decisions in the moment, but what is really
I'm just stuck in all my problems
They're killing me
Hallucination slowly turns reality
I used to promise I would never touch sniff
That's a lie; I just
on the horizon is covered by a clear blue sky. So deep and volumetric, it is mesmerizing in its purity. And if you look at it for a long time, it seems it could
filled with dust.
We kissed in the fields
And under the trees
Screaming like dogs,
Bleeding dark leaves.
It was empty on the edge of hands
where the bass at
I heard DaVinci be spinnin' blocks with a vengeance
Rocks in my teeth I got this shit put in by the dentist
You went and started
Version of you worsens by the second
When they roll up for dissecting
Itching hands and sweaty fit for bits
You faking bitch can't sit with me
Spikes on my
fucking up they psyche
And This all me don't steal my shit
Bitch Nigga hate me still feel my shit
Why you mad got you all up in your feels and shit
You got
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