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and J but I only mess with Reeses
If I write two songs then you could call em theses
If i wasn't tone deaf I'd collab with Alicia keys

Will i be immortal

writing scriptures, I’m feeling like a prophet I could write a new religion, tryna decode these encryptions blocking my advancements, get the key to these

Keys auf ein Zimmer (ja)
Doch verbrenn' mir nicht die Finger (ja)
Pust' aus und der ganze Raum ist smoked out
Ich steh' mit Ten Toes down (ja), Berlin

on red
Glad that I made it out coulda been dead
Still member all of them words that you said
Now it's just tears I just shed
All alone in my bed
Wait hold

smoke, we got all the keys
We the ones wit' dough
Like
Pull up wit' a semi auto
How I got a little baddie tryna give me swallow
Slurring words and pouring

Popped a Tesla for the first time, my whole body went in auto
I love a chocolate bitch, but my new bitch look like Mulatto
Give a fuck about her

like I unlocked the door with the keys

I'm tryna know my value 
I look at the sky and it's blue
Didn't need no auto tune
Time is moving too soon 
I grew

You wanna know something
Don't let anyone stop you from having fun
Hahaha
(Space Junior you're crazy)
Hometown hero I won the war now I have the key

the same damn week
I like the view in the presidential suite
From Atlanta to the Couve
I be sipping dirty dew
Say the word
And Smoove will come and put you

real. no denying
I know who stay down with me
Real soon we be flying
Auto pilot
See the stars
Auto mars
Brand new cars off the lot
For my mom and sister

Broke Willies

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

We old g's always O.T.-in on a low-key
spit more game than goldie, your bitch chose me
suppose WE most-LY, do em slow-LY
we play 'em close-LY, stayed

something
Like the female drake
Y'all see me out here
Low key
Entendres
She a Live mediation

Speculate
Underlying self hate
On my Lauryn hill
Gaurd the gate

the master yurd
Even MIC-KEYS comes in to spit a verse
I'll pown on you nerds, while tokin' the key lime herb
It's kinda absurd how I assemble words
MIC-KEYS

always O.T.-in on a low-key
spit more game than goldie, your bitch chose me
suppose WE most-LY, do em slow-LY
we play 'em close-LY, stayed on city cakes,

always O.T.-in on a low-key
spit more game than goldie, your bitch chose me
suppose WE most-LY, do em slow-LY
we play 'em close-LY, stayed on city cakes,

Mozart than most, my key lyrically
Is noted on a scale above the whole industry
It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia
Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois

Ay
Lil Auto
Huh
What that boy say
Man this shit crazy out here
What
Streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me

Feeling
Feeling so outta tune
Feels like I'm needing some auto tune
I got so much more to prove
But lately it feels like I have to lose
This feeling

a fucking leak
I got a new bitch she fine and she stay on fleek
Brand new car auto start with no fucking key
Backing up that big body all you hear is beep
Up

I be full on line, auto-revo like an uzi
Movin' quick up in the range, like Stic
Just call me "Tookie"
But it don't figure if you
Pop the Smith

Religion is a coping mechanism
Designed to make us quit thinking
And give all credit to
Hypnotism
Plagiarism
Nihilism
Criticism
Darwinism
The words I

You Don't Want It

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

funny with me
Follow the beat follow your feet
Gimme the weed keys G's
And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
Mister Reese known for getting it

Wir brauchen low-key ein'n Bus, woah
Sie will mit mir nur Spaß
Ich will von ihr ein'n Kuss
Keine Liebe, nur Lust pilly-Popp gegen Frust
Würd ich nicht

I pull up with the semi-auto and it signs its checks
We crossing sectors
Going to wherever it takes us, gears is turning resurrected
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