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the woods Might prove a point liven my hood In the back woods return of the macbook mixin my eq with the eq 8 to the party I am late I just say deuce deuce
Living by sword dying bout it should be simple I'm on her mind cuz I always get the mental Doing them hits you better treat em like they Missions
I just close my eyes, yeah I just close my eyes, what the fuck And I see the visions in my heart, wassup world it's groovymike Okay, I gotta lava
I'm a white belt in karate Army my first fan when i was still the small me Exploring the rap world like we wall-E How you only listen to Seattle rap
Third party perception Never expected I'd ever get To be my own proxy Oxymoronic most control I ever had in my life Is when I died and saw
I don't want you, still searching and looking like Dora explorer Ten cars in the lot like a hoarder Streamin' third world, now that's a recorder Oh
See niggas screaming from cell to cell Snitches don't tell a party in hell a Santa Rita county jail Everytime I turn around everytime I look I'm
the 015 from my brothers from the 012 Mash are you ready 05:16 shit Mash are you ready Third take Yeah yeah Clock going yeah Clock going up Yeah yeah
us begin, what? where? why? or when? It will all be explained by the spraying of a pen Henpecked mugs become thugs and proceed to make me vex man
weren't the feds Your heart would beat so fast Before your eyes life flashed Ain't easy to make cash Living off of meth It's a paranoid world Violent
thought that I'd changed but I still hit some girls up I was trying so hard just to fix me an ego I thought that I'd broken by getting hurt But I'm lucky
got a playlist on. That D-plan song about how he crossed a country, crashed a party just to see someone, and he’d still rather live in his world alone.
disrespectful, all up in the party talkin loud! Systemized, a triple striker, when I was born my mom and daddy shoulda named me Isiah cause I'ma ride Sole
You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid Ain't nothing changed, still "Party and Bullshit" We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme
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