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diamond diamonds on my weed
It make the gar shine
But it could be just the promethazine
We painted on the door side
Slowly burnin', movin' slowly
Hurlin'

'em all, fuck 'em all
They all was choosin', I fucked 'em all
I smashed three hoes, bowling ball
With a big strap on me, that's protocol
I painted

word
InterredIn her pornoglossa... Christlike, whipped and weak
Painted nails driven through the meek
Yet in obituary
My dreams still weep
Of dark blood

painted sheets making threats.

The Escalades rolled up the promenade without any passengers
At dawn every day.
A deliberate display.

Her entourage entered

private picket fence
I got beer pong and a big screen
I got a fire pit and a hot tub
Rocking chairs painted John Deere green
Like Billy Ray in his Achy

dirty word
Interred
In her pornoglossa...

Christlike, whipped and weak
Painted nails driven through the meek
Yet in obituary
My dreams still weep
Of dark

much)
Same one, but this one is newer (still the same)
London (poppin' up)
I had a bottle of somethin' (solid cups)
The uni kids thought I was

You wake up first, put the kettle on
And pour me a cup of coffee
Two cats in a southern ranch
We're making a little family
With barely a dime

on an iron ocean

Nightfall is best left to telestic needs

Crepuscular
This theatre is spurred
To drive the painted nails home
And let man's blithe

codeine in my cup
Bitch, I'm rollin' the 'rillo
And burnin' the ounce
Creep through the ground
I don't hear a sound
Burying bodies all over the town

the words are my own, but I don't want you to judge
I thought inspiration was all about fun
Life's been eating me up, it's poisoned my cup
And if I leave

up (no)
I gave a shorty five-hundred for a dick suck (dick suck)
I just painted her lips for making it lift up (lift up)
Hop out the Charger then

You can find me in H-O-U-S T-O-N ridin' in
Candy trim on pokey rims with
A ten and her friends
Trae the Truth ridin' right behind
Two cups full and I'm

I was on my way to daytona i had my race gear in my pack
when a stranger pulled up beside me in a stock car painted black
He was dressed like

Honey Tree

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

Boston
She was seventeen and half with all ass, young Stacy Dash
With a pair painted on bill plaques
Said her birthday comin' fast, I tricked that ass

myself in this muh' fuckin' pain
Goin' insane ecstasy in my brain its (Yuhyuhyuh)

Leaving me stuck, underage drinking i need a new cup
I think i'm

Codeine in my cup 
Drugs take the pain away 
Guess that's what they say 
Wishing I would fade away 
Can you pray for me 
I need help yes I do 
Pills numb

in sprinkles in the cup with em gumdrops
Got em flavors on a side mix with Beri top

I like em creamy like Sundaes
Cake batter got a tongue taste
Scoop

So beautiful
We pain lust
What usually is painless
Is painted, across your stasis 
Debated a friendly basis
Inlaid with expensive fragrance 
And shaded

debridement
Or I'll pass away silent
I see your reds on your body
Your blues are on your coffee cup and pink on your pastrami
I just wanna taste the rainbow if

not attraction if it's interest
I make peace when I blaze myself
Stay making beats 'til the basement melts
Drink the cup before I take 3 steps

acclimating to Baghdad’s smell
And painted them streets pastel
Just weeks after my dad fell
And I remember my first kill
An how sad that felt
But I masked it

stab caught a felony
Outside of the door girl it’s treacherous
I painted it blue hide the evidence
Aw shit
You shoulda been more cautious
Look at my

of the gland, onto the floor
What color’s the X that painted the door
Is it Red? Blue
Got pills in the booth
Head full of Xan
Watching MSM news
Send me the link,