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find more relief in
Some Earl Klugh and the refuge of home
So now I turn off the porch light, next I'll unplug the phones
I'll get on my robe and my
low, But boy that wasn't all.
Eleventh Earl of Mar
Couldn't get them very far.
Daddy! Oh Daddy, You Promised.

Out on the road in the direction
low, But boy that wasn't all.
Eleventh Earl of Mar
Couldn't get them very far.
Daddy! Oh Daddy, You Promised.

Out on the road in the direction
of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

It's always keep your back to the sun
And he can almost feel the weight
at the dog-end of a day gone by
Stuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Don't let the smoke get in your eyes

Well the drunk outside the Wendy's
Is
And the only thing I could decipher
From the corner of your roving eye
Was that you and I
Were the first ones to know
That our time was passing us by

Well, it
and plow
Get behind the mule in the morning and plow

Pin your ear to the wisdom post
Pin your eye to the line
Never let the weeds get higher than the garden
Pin your eye to the line
Never let the weeds get higher than the garden
Always keep a sapphire in your mind
Always keep a diamond in your mind

You
you in your eye, bitch
Got the burner bitch, bow-bow
You dead bitch, I'm hot as fuck
I ain't never cold, but I'm icy bitch

My bitch suck dick, like she
40's got us fucked up till we earl
In this hustler's world

7th Lennox and what about the east side
El Barrio, we blowin' smoke while we G ride
just like smoke

We can start out slow like an ember
Get the fire burning back behind your eyes
I wanna feel you when we're together
So, whatever
with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk
While I invest stock in wet rock
Smoke with all the big bitches bumping
roll by I got nothing on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I am looked up with two braids in my hair
All start with the kaki suit
I'm gonna
cell in the south
Before my nigga core bailed me out
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do or die like bed-stuy through
a thing no matter how hard you try
"Master your high"

First you smoke indo
Then some chocolate
But the gin and juice got you skyrocketing
Yo, can I get
smiling
Imma be on airplane mode flier than a pilot
I've seen it, I've seen it
Jealousy in your eyes, I swear that look was deceiving
And I was surprised
that we excited bout' (excite bout')
Me and my haters we eye to eye (eye to eye)
So when i land in your city just know I'm looking for a ride or die
used to be
Forget tryin' to rationalize, cover your eyes
Ah d-urrp, damn I'm drunk
I need a chunk, no better yet a hunk of that funk
When I get drunk
the smoke in our eyes
So give me the truth
Don't tell me your lies
'Cause it's harder to breathe
When you're buried alive
By American Dreams

With
Eyes that tell me "Baby, you don't need no invitation"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning; losing my
of the spliff in your eyes
You ain't gon' live 'til you die
Intelligent bitch on my side
She bitching I'm spitting habitual lies
I hit her up when my jet land
Got
cuties in the Hemi
I be runnin hoes like Luke in Miami
So I hit her gotta get the half of my jimmy
I don't mean to pimp that hard, it's just in me
Got
of the human race
Despair and hope sit face to face
When you come in from the cold

Let her fill your cup with something kind
Eggs and toast like bread
cell in the south
Before my nigga core bailed me out
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do or die like bed-stuy through