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things first I'm gonna start off
By saying this
Our relationship now it is what it is
Don't try to spin in a block you gon swing and miss
Everybody out run

another mug up to the top and keep em comin',
Hummin' new melodies from the album forthcoming,
Inspired by science, faith and self-reliance,
See the horizon

line of that nursery rhyme
That words may never hurt me or some bullshit lie
I ain't never been fucked up 'cause I got hit or disciplined
I'm messed up

You know I'm feeling good i just dropped the album
Should drop a deluxe
But we on to better though
Let's go
She hit me say she proud of me
But she

time Im feeling fine
I think imma live it all up yeah yah
Cuz life can by so fast yeah yah
I sink in my thoughts then hit you up yeah yah
Cuz you wont

R.I.P. Ty-Ro may he rest in peace
He died 9 years ago when his album released
I'm not sure anybody heard it when it hit the streets 
It had a cute

Columbus on the Santa Maria
Cancel careers like the trading ban on Korea
War time consigliere I can handle fear
Golden chandeliers baby blue jacket looking

creep up by my bed
I fought demons manifested as evil thoughts by my head

"You know, that single might be hard
But it redefined what's your peak, why you

And RIP Tone Bone
Real deep, Tone Loc
Big dog, Rojo
I can mingle with the white boys
Samuel Jackson in the fro zone
Blue lights, po po
Getting money like 50

Rollies busted down in water does just how I live
The police on my review mirror hit the guys and leave
I mixed the white with ham hammer just

to break hit up Guinness

Blurry the album that's making 'em think straight
Got way too much on my dinner plate
I hope they like sneak peaks from the whip

my iPhone (Get it? Ha)
I flied and dashed through the shelves
So this stick by my side, like I just cloned myself (Ha, bro)
When it hit, you gon' die

no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh

Who woulda thought our last convo, would be our last convo
Scroll by your contact in my phone
Tried to read our text history but won't that strong

Uh, hold up smoke something bitch, uh, uh
Everybody want to know why the album was late
I was waiting for whitey to
Get fucking paper straight
I'm

Guest List

7L & Esoteric

The Soul Purpose

2001

No jeans, no boots, no chains, no hats,
And still you play rap, I don't understand that
These cats hit the club, looking mad rave
On some oxymoronic

(Badmon)
Uh

Lookin' at my generation
Overdosed on blue pills, caught up in the Matrix
Gotta spread love though 'cause its a lot of hatred
Know it's

a downer-ender
Wanna lose my heart to some blue eyed gingey
That’s too much for your hand now, Shinji
I try to rant but what comes is cringy

“Oh look who’s hit

wrote
I still got
Same letters other girls told me to throw out
And look where that got ‘em
(Look where that got ‘em)
Officially I’ve hit rock bottom
I

just to do the show
When that over we gonna hit the other spot on Campbellton road
That sit right there in the corner by Myrtle Drive across from Delowe

glue like that
They drain me of my pockets, 'cause they blue like that
Yeah, had to move like that, keep it cool like that
I’m jumpin' off the roof,

the music's blues brother
I said it once up on this album, I'ma call it back
If you need us, than hit us, yo we gon' honor that
Ain't about an autograph

really hope you come back with one last hit
I'm bouta get it in the mix with my 5th album
You know it's finna be lit
But above all, I want you to know

rider
Rock a pair of blue dada and new Prada
Brush my teeth with a fly swatter
Spit pesticide
Pop your collar and spinal column
Make your neck divide mo'