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beef we pull up like we serving them in and out
Seen them boys in traffic and I told them niggas what its bout
Drugs inside my system, drugs inside my

counter
And asked polite if they could have two lagers
A hospital discharge asked me where he could crash
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's

The Devil Is Dope

Coolio

My Soul

1997

Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system 
You can roll what I roll in the swirl from the smoke
Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope

to dumbing down the population
From commercials of a burger to the news reporting murder
Everything's a system put in place of order so we know our place
You

Written off and spit on by this really sick ass system 
 You can roll what I roll in the swirl from the smoke
 Somebody take a vote, the devil is dope

coming up in the game cashing shillings get a little brain smashing bitches
Itll never be the same crash the system
Big Surge off the chain u got to feel

out here getting money, bitches acting like they know me

Cruisin' through the traffic
Dippin' through the ave like I'm really out here active
My life

for wisdom
That allows one to stand underneath
It's the nTr
It's 9eth
Not Ethereum
Reporting live from NRC
Even though the flesh is detained
My mind is

Sea Legs

Run the Jewels

Run The Jewels

2013

traffic
With my feet on the wheel and my hands through the moon roof laughing
Let's crash this
See the truth from the womb is a fool-proof
Plan to be

traffic
With my feet on the wheel and my hands through the moon roof laughing
Let's crash this
See the truth from the womb is a fool-proof
Plan to be

system
Informer spread news reporting
Chorus
Saddle up Saturday morning
Catch country bus 
Ago pon tour go link up 
Me brethren Marcus
Hey have a stick

feeling tragic
Hop on the beat and I smash it
Drive down the street and I crash it
I be doing damage
The Ketamine I have it
The drugs yeah I have it
I don't

for now I am drunk
Swerving in and out of traffic, wondering where I went wrong
This hennessy in my system, it gets very strong
And all this weight

When I'm in traffic I feel comfortable around them shooters and them robbers
Gang gang for my brothers handin tapers like we barbers
Ex bitch won't

I'm really finna build a system
And now your bitch is crazy in my mentions she trippin
System error
I boot y'all out the crib
Seen her over there
Cherry

the hood having kids
Wanna be just like you here I stand as a
Witness, trying saying, claiming
Selling a victim
Get just spit 'cause it's a sick ass system

Sunrise prisoners
Mid-day traffic warriors
Consumption rulers
White-lie connoisseurs

I can never quite decide
But no one has been asking me
And I'm

I like when I can find time to paint the words I'm thinking

Rushing out in traffic
See my Maybach
It's blinking back
I like to run a mile then post

know satan probably hate me
I got a (uh) from cuz and he got (uh) moving like seals in the navy
Im all in traffic doing a hundred
They be in traffic

upon 
fault fracture cracked blacktop. Casualties stagger 
backward toward some oncoming traffic flabbergasted. 
Watch a Pontiac Montana cause a tragic

but they couldn't supply the magic
So now I'm dancing on the moon in my designer glasses
About to crash the market let them die in traffic
Hydro iron

Don't be sorry if you done broke me
In my head I found some hope
Shit ain't easy and life gettin' harder
Traffic slow, it just ain't show
Living my

matter the Hood wherever you at
So stop all that snitching go get you a badge
Speeding through life and I pray i don't crash 
See all the signs it say I

the fast lane 

Riding like it's no tomorrow trynna do the dashboard 
Money coming barely leaving pray I never crash Lord
This the shit I ask for I'm happy