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allowed to believe
I only know how to rock and roll
I don't have time for the larger bowl
I don't know about the man in the sky
All I know is, I'm gonna get

smacked by karma 

Keepin bowls packed larger 

Keep movin a little farther 

Keep learning from my father 

Preppin for the day i have a daughter 

21 but

They'll never figure me out
It's ok we all climbing different mountains
Maintaining larger amounts
Kept playing around
Damn
Been going all day been going

These visions are larger than they appear
And small enough to not seem real
And somehow I couldn't see clearer
The man we're fearing is the man in

drippin', yeah, bitch, I'm drownin
Yeah, your price ain't addin' up, whoo, larger amounting
Yeah, bad  bitch, tall as hell, megan thee stallion

It's gettin'

her like a bowl of chip with the dip
With your bitch, what the fuck, niggas erupt
I got the half moon clip, that's banana, a good planner
A new anger

happen if kills me
my skies a lil darker but i still see
my eyes a lil larger i am still he
a teen age father and im still me
i live life harder but we

bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out

Just Fuckin

E-40

My Ghetto Report Card

2006

The situation's a win-win (it's a win-win)
We both know we're just fu-ckin (we're fuckin)

[E-40]
Oooh; thick like a big bowl of grits, big tits good looks
I knew

my secret, but now I'm exposing it
Somewhere some hot dog has bits of my bone in it
Make it look larger by constantly mowin it
I swear to penis my dick

to take off, time to rebuild
What is the price? Nothings for free
Im sick of this bowl there's nothing to see
Its all I want
Its all I need
Where is there?

What's up bruh this NO joe representin gumbo
Funk in you trunk that got yo ears
Wide open like you dumb ho
I'm livin larger than most a
Coast to coast

to be abstract
I'm saying that
Hip-Hop is larger than the politics
The karma
And accessories you carry in your back pack
Oh, and by the way
Big thanks for

a nigga flow
Dolioski in dat field where dem sheep ain't go
Hoe know a nigga eat and want milk me from below
In da trap ima God leave ya offering in da bowl

Basically 
Literally 
It should be 
No larger than 
A sheet of A4 
A sheet of A4 paper 
The girl that passed 
Passed on the platform 
The aroma of chocolate 

There you lie under the lake
Dissolving in the bowls of the beast
When your flesh and bones deteriorate
There you realize the truth of death

Peace is

little baby, just the way that you are
A part of something so much larger

Look out of the window
Of the spaceship
Uh huh

So you had it and you lost it
I

overthrown, I'm the king now
Won the Super Bowl, got the ring now
And I know the struggle, yeah I've been down
But it's done, let the fat lady sing now

I've

soul
Rice in my bowl fills the hole in my heart
So I give the food warm and do my part
I Don't light no fire infront a stone
I walk alone
I'm the servant

kissin' make me wanna flip the bowl
Noodles in my pants, doodles on my hands,
Kudos to my man, boodles is my name,
Hoping for the fame, people say it's

plaster
Paint my cracks in gold
Like a kintsugi bowl
Who ever pushed me off
Ignited the vengeance in me

Para Loft
Larger than life
Big, huge, enormous
No

how comfortable with selfish shit
Ha problems way bigger than me and I can't help that bitch
Got dreams that's larger than the sea I'm tryna dive in it

rollin', lil larger
In the parking lot of Sonics, get to it on the Chronic
OR At Bay Street, Blues Cheifing them up by the twos
Rollin' with my big sister,

divided into half ounce portions, four
Bags and a larger one
I stuffed them in the pockets of my leather jacket, along with the smoking apparatus I'd

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