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the pot Food for thought Watchu thought Bitch it's really fuck the law Always give it to em raw Always pacing through my house, but it's really not my fault
moving 3.5's the other guys are bitesize I'm made for the ghetto and the life that i live Truth is, tryna make p from where the booth is Knew this, new
the ground and rushes to the house, surprisingly quickly for his age, giving Edward a sign to wait. On his way back he is carrying a large book, chewed by time
Or is it just another fucking hood? I'm having talks with my nigga Little G from down the street And the nigga been dead for three weeks I'm going crazy,
soul, okay Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame Oh, you thought
That my black friend, he a real black kid Get your own carton, askin' me for a cig At the food court, he has 2-3 wings Then the cops come with
fuckin' ass! That shit is amazing! Wow! And I'm only on Thirty-three percent That charger is fufu i've been gone for Three hours damn, that shit Sounds
Spreading your crew and your food in a range You bite on the curb, get stomped by the game Your blood on the pavement getting mixed with the rain They don't
Does it gotta come down to this In order to see things for what they are and what it is We still might not be free up in this piece Or treated
of reservation He said a mile south, there's a fast food station Thanks, senor, as I start up the motor Ali said, "Damn, tip, why you drive so far for
of reservation He said a mile south, there's a fast food station Thanks, senor, as I start up the motor Ali said, "Damn, tip, why you drive so far for
Between 3 and 5 followed by a non-shiny finish For-mat for the punchline-inept Keep eating cause there's tons of food left Really, you just have to taste
feeling cold Just me and no body else No money no food yh no help Was really okay by then Never called for anyones help But u walked straight into my
prison Can't be distracted by distractions stay in tunnel vision Remember fast money never mix with fast women This food for thought, yes this a natural
come ma body Errrr Thunder thunder fire you Ego maya you Thunder thunder fire you Errrr Ego over you As anor get you nor dey for me As adey br3 you nor
in his hands I was nervy, it was dark getting ready for the stand Asked if I had ordered food I said fuck no man He said oh my bad and I quickly
I like my fast food faster Syrup got me slow Like a turtle 'round this ho And I'm flyer than the highest-flying bird around this ho Whats the word
Murder rap shit, I spit, for the vets who love it By the time you read this letter Your head gon' fly off your shoulder for lying And I'm a be in bed
food Comfort food Food for the soul When your thoughts have no home Where do you go When the house of god leaves you alone leaves you alone leaves you
called a tribe or troop They have no fixed home as they're always on the move Searching for more food from a new source Mandrills are the largest at three
Honest I would build a wall I swear down if I had three wishes Stop her when she eats it all My food is late When they deliver Gets pinched by River
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
another body in the leaves Hope death ain't coming for me but we're all food for the trees When the man above says times up, so rack another line up Don't
remember waking up and not having it no food in the cabinet Clocking in for eight dollars a hour that shit was a tragedy I said fuck it I'm gone get a bag
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