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man in a weed spot weed shot
Got pure links like a detox
And they all on a beat like beatbox
1 mic ting on a hype ting
Bass heavy and the lights dim
If

Lil nigga watch ya mouth
What the fuck y'all talking bout
33rd
Hit the pedal one time and I'm out
Move work even though its a drought
I had to link

Fu won lesese
Pycho made this one
Don't dull
I'm on detox
What's your request
She say make we link up
I'm on detox
What's your request
She say make

Time is 
c sleeping time
Measured by a trace
Into a Mental zone
No smoother then
c telephone
Virtual cnxiety
Humankind infinity
Detox ,detox

friend
Throatkeisha , can't trust a broke bitch, broke bitch nah
New detox, up on my finger, Yh I got these rocks
Weird as fuck, how you tryna smoke but we

Needed to sleep above the worms
The rain it poured upon our world
Total gradual detox
High as hell on the detox

Saw an eagle in the sky
Never saw

to detox
big back bird yeah i'm a peacock
ten toes in my year 11 reeboks 
tetrus they don't really wanna see blocks 
i'm trynna pattern me a new ethos

Admin won't dm first
I click a link on my TD
And my money is gone
Fvck
Hello how are you doing nimo bere pelu maga
Gotta get the funds  kin sapa

Got a pumpy call him Reebok need a lil detox
My dawg Leaning off the bar I'm demon
Go deep now she screaming think I heard it beat box
Pussy talking

Mountains of money homie we count it up
Did it up really nice and I did detox lit up
This is the moment I hit my peak I kill em
You could put it all on me I

Appreciatin' this nigga life after death
But in the meantime, while I poison you niggas with the heat for the blocks
Scratchin' and fiendin', needing a detox

Straight Spittin

Rampage

The Imperial Album [Clean]

1998

rhyme
Put you in a pine box
You and your whole family's on detox
Hustlin' crack for Reebok's
Holy socks, cut you with my ox
Rampage got the city

Straight Spittin

Rampage

The Imperial Album

1998

call me Einstein
Buck a shot two times and stick you for your rhyme
Put you in a pine box
You and your whole family's on detox
Hustlin crack for

gon' drink the night away, we gon' drink the night away)
Ah Mr. Rose Raw
2 piece suit cuff link on the arm
Sex on the beach and some shots for these

seca, necesito electrolíticos
Despierto y el mantra me repito
Llevo dos meses haciendo detox
Veo una cutie, trabajo mis pick-ups
En tu historial de

locked up in a jam
when I can't understand the signs 
like I was visiting Japan 
I clicked yout favorite rappers link 
and all I saw was spam 
or better

paths I’m veering off, I’d swear to god but his sin tins over stocked 
Detox or my liver will rot, watch my crew pop psycho plots life Alfred Hitchcock

tipo um drink
Tipo uma fuga em Fortal city
Hoje eu fiz um Hot link
Seus olhos refletidos naquele whisky
O futuro é ilusório, e com você é só ilusão
E

litter boxin' sandy talkin' bout a beach bop
Yeah I got her sweatin' baby no this ain't no detox
I'm flashy like a peacock
And it's still coat-pocket

—hollow tips don’t keep the piece 
So let us just know who tf disagrees
Ah limo tinted that push to start
All blacked out got the Cuban link 
—ah been

sick of the act
You tryna find out
You gotta ask
You don't know nothing bout me
That's facts
Tryna link up
I don't pick up
I just switch off
Cos I'm sick

and pick em out
She say pick your phone up
I say pick your thongs up
Sneak up with my sneaky link
She gone eat the bone up
I'm a rapper still a kill a nigga,

All of my killas on feet
Ain't really been getting no sleep
I had to Cuban my links
All of this money like Brinks Trucks
RIP to X, you look good in

pulled up to link with a chick that bitch was fine
4 bands for the lawyer, 1500 for the fine
I gave him concussion
That's 3 years time
Nigga got popped,