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Today I feel good, today I feel great
Today I feel good, today I feel great
Peter Griffin, Peter Griffin
Peter Griffin, what?
Peter Griffin, Peter

where you stand
My money green like Lois Griffin's shirt, Peter Griffin's pants
I used to ride a fucking bike to work, lookin' like Tour de France
Better

and earning belligerence
In a sense I been here limitless
Bradley the coop been hungover since riddalins
Been done run out, I been
Tweaking and peaking

happen
Not a single soul would miss ‘em or kiss ‘em inside the casket
They care more about the game and if Griffin just hit the basket
I need a Family Feud

never too late to put on exhibits
My skill is quite clear and this habit I'll never kick it
Raised on the same block as bradley and shaun wright phillips

text
Bet you get blown up nigga
My OG's in shock I don't have time
My career blowin' up nigga
Bank account sittin' on Christopher Wallace
Capital One

I keep my circles smaller than minuscule periods
Got me felling delirious
That Eddie shit Murphy no griffin learning to be less serious
Enjoying life

stendo cobra kai
Con la chiave del successo Coraline
Io per gli incastri bro sono Christopher Nolan
Voi al massimo Keith Thomas
Con la scimmia di Dora
La

To a chalk board and take a seat poised at a desk
Still talking to youth, still talking it through
Then sat when I Black Christopher walk in a booth

strofa ti gira la faccia
Jake Tucker dei Griffin
T'atteggi però reciti da cane
Bradley Cooper
Perle pure
Queste barre sono bare
E ne sei succube
Sono

With a dumb thot, Barbie, 'rari color cumquat
Cane whippin'
Raisin' the bar
Like I'm weightliftin'
K spittin'
Bangin' over the car
I'm Blake Griffin
True

salty they low on sodium
What the fuck do you call it 
These nigga's ain't polished or bigger than Christopher Wallace
These nigga's see dollars
These

long way to heaven when your half way to hell a long way to heaven when your halfway to hell! This is dedicated to D-Knott Bradley, Marco Moore,

Trayvon Martin was 17
Laquan McDonald was 17
William Chapman was 18
D'ettrick Griffin was 18
They we're all taken away before they could even fufill their

feeling like I'm Bradley Coop
I live what I rap and I rap what I actually do 
How many niggas can say that?
Not a lot

They don't move like I move 
They

To a chalk board and take a seat poised at a desk
Still talking to youth, still talking it through
Then sat when I Black Christopher walk in a booth

chill, let Christopher spit
I had a romance with the mic, we would kiss on the lips
When I was younger I would reminisce on living all rich
And now I'm old