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God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy and Chrissy
We was kissin

Havana Syndrome

God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy

Square Three

Buck 65

Square

2003

Buck 65-Square 3


[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist

Strip Club Luv

69 Boyz

The Wait Is Over

1998

and get expensive with love
'cause to love someone you don't know it really ain't smart
but in certain situations you just follow your heart
'cause in

I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe

That even your own writers
Can't lead a fake rapper
Without a pencil having lead
A lot of my singles make more in a day than your entire career
How was

I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will

chest with a chainsaw (Uh)
I cannot sleep cause my heart is in pain
Falling in love it just drive me insane
They say they won’t leave me but they all just

can't choose i can't pick i feel like
The world makes them two different people
But in my mind they're the same person

That's what I keep saying i grew

[Part I Odysseus' Theme / Overture]

[instrumental]



[Part II - Journey to Ithaca]

To the one that I love, my journey has begun
When our eyes meet

whatcha call a male whore
Only for two hours shawty, I'm yours
Ain't no layin in tha bed or none of dat
I'm out peace fallin in love, it'll be none of dat

And I'm with your mother at a diner around lunch time
Then I sat there for an hour in the booth dude
While she locked herself cryin' in the bathroom
When

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

big-headed
Would you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's

Tin Angel

Bob Dylan

Tempest

2012

and his vision was bent
His men deserted him and onward he went

He came to a place where the light was dull
His forehead pounding in his skull
Heavy heart

See the mirror in your eyes
See the truth behind the lies
Your lies are haunting me
Listen (1-6-9 feel me)

This is a tale of two men, this is

better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate

at the waves coming in, when it's high tide
I'll stay inside with candle light, flip the record to the other side
Mitchell at her finest is the soundtrack of my

Now in America we scared  so we just sit home trolling
Sitcoms dont hit my home when
Its written by the metoo grown men
Cause we too grown man
We need

the fuck can I squeeze my whole life into a 16 bar verse?
You know, so many different levels, when 16 ain't enough, to living your life
Depicting with your

and loves her reflection
She's totally primetime,  the people they love her
Now raise your glass cause there is no one above her.
	Descending the stairwell

suit on sale at men's warehouse
A worn out warehouse
Where else to find spare parts to build your war house
I feel more broken in my own house,
Sometimes

of rewards in your inbox
In the top right corner of you screen
I'm talkin' Chonoru for the Doom Tower
And a chunk of Silver two hundred thousand
A day of XP,