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people was feeling me at
The time that was some raw shit
Spending our last money putting
A mixtape out"

Meek's greatest leap forward came
In the couple

dedicate
Where it may further flow
Aquarian Age shows
An anthem for all your woes
Unified at last by hope
And freed from indifference
Our final chance

minutes when I'm always working overtime
No I go and try but my life is broke and polarized
Work more and more, it's less time to socialize
And that's just

Weasly
Cock it back as if I am just loading a dezi
Hold it steady while I flow so sweet so openly ready
Drive you crazy while you ride me like I just drove

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

body parts, leaving the rest for whatever 

[Madlib] 
You talking bout you want to freestyle, you want to flow 
But your flow be like oil and water,

and waste it
Like some sip wine and taste it
Regret their actions and choose to replace it
Burn it procrastinate, stall engagements
Wait till the last minute

Last Supper
I’m not to point out your speck
When my eyes cleaved by a tree
But you and your cousin have sex?
That’s low even for me
Stop pretending that

no noise like crickets
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Me and my boys gonna rage

Aye, Uh, Huh, Yeah, Huh, Yeah, Yeah
Aye, Aye, Keep going, Keep going
That last

Then on the 16th I had tubes in my heart
I was minutes away from Heaven cause I'm stubborn as Hell
Treating pain like a fairy tale. Handled the pain in

Mache and not cardboard
Even if you don't make it a hole-in-one
I hope that you make it in Par 4,Par 4

So seize the day, Live it like your last
And take

You mix a little bit of soul with a flow full of pain
And a brain with the things that I know
Then put that soul in a game full of lames
And show it it

talm bout oil I got cash flow gotta spend it
I rock archive clothes when I say I had it bitch I meant it
I'm with one of my hoes, she wan dick so just

your moms and pops 
Time isn’t nothing but clocks, yet it aint bought, minutes is all that I got 
My time isn't sure so ill have to go, leave with peace

me will leave in a month
But I stacked up oil money so I'll never get stuck
If that's the wifey I ain't lying, every day another set of diamonds
But

Dig Dug, making black noise
Mental food
Crude black oil for you overemotional
Cats that lack poise
Go through your b-boy convulsion
As we keep coasting

on set
I'll be back in a minute react to the limit
And find out if ya act offended
Asking me if you can kick it?
I said "No you may not"
Cause your flow

this flow and the talent that you hear by the grace of my god in the last drop
What do you say about the king and the words that you spoke where they

like I’m breezing thru the  projects hairline tighter than braids wit faded edges boost your confidence my wave flow wit the spectrum cut last for days

the top and he the bottom
I get violent off the henny time to Put away my bottle
In the trackhawk, I'm racing ', Got That bitch on the foot throttle
When

and queen anointed couples
The key to dreams spoils double
We want mother earth over oil puddles
All the warriors I'm praying for
Generations that came before