Lyrics:
know I'm federal property now
And this that "Federal Contraband" music, man, part three on the way ASAP
Free the whole Choppa Gang, free CMO
Certified
cold caught frostbite
(cold)
Bring a real end to the third reich (yeah)
Barr association for the crown (yeah)
Barr Association going down (down)
End
traumatic
Tryna live my dreams for real all I need is some magic
Tryna find inner-peace
Meditation marijuana
Tryna live pain free
Got prescriptions, poppin
and nobody can copy me
Stop, it's not possible but probable that it's only philosophical mockery, strange
Change copper to gold, switch properties, bang!
Stay
a crate of sticks The National Riffle Association do not take an issue,
when it is legal hitters,
Federal rounds inside of clips of a metal spitter.
Black
the power of higher education
Not guilty by association
The feds want an explanation
Thanks for your consideration
A decimation of a corporal punishment
are intact ain't no need for a fable
Good versus evil is primitive
Real life's more complex, what's your context?
They put the symbols on the dollar
rebellious
I need me a lawyer
Can't man up, confess
Try to buy some property
She said, yeah, you can't get credit you deserve
And just like regressive, I had
scrolled his associations in his head as he pulled the flask from his backpack. The cork popped out with a typical squelch with his thumb, and hung
taunt you
Then it’s war when they want you
Pukin’ property probably
Talkin’ codes past the normie
You see we skate the desert, we spit ’til nearly dry
You
properties properly
I'm open for a lotta of closings
That's a different type of deal Trailblazer nigga
That's a different type of real
All my niggas nuts
So we
Ride the wave, I guess I'm a real donor
I know it hit different
She don't like to talk, make her a moaner
I know it hit different
Ran the money up, just
their property and selling it before they're brought to trial? In the process, making crack and heroin cheaper and easier to get than pot? Why do we do
see, I gotta ball of lint for property
So I slip my beanie on sloppily
And promenade out to take up a collection
I got game like I read the directions
see, I gotta ball of lint for property
So I slip my beanie on sloppily
And promenade out to take up a collection
I got game like I read the directions
underground digital profound lyrical
Space that's simulated real worlds been imitated
Avatars integrated ta ta timidly waited
To board to Mars Spaceship beyond
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