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spot the flakes the snakes and those rats
Faker than a fairy Jim Carrey with those masks
Unbury your whole casket rapping on these beats
Off the internet

Straight out of Sklep
Tohleto je sklep a ty budeš hned dead
Řezník

Píčo, měl jsem návyk se chlastem denně dávit
Vyhledávat krávy a pak jim z kundy

cousin seen me on the screen
I gotta stack cake by any means
A lot of days I served them feens
See I been Thuggin since a teen
Heavens Angels by my side

my 

Verse One 
(Psychologists)
Hello Cato you can have sit 
What brings you in just see me

By the way I bought your CD
Gotta say I am impressed with

blue
Yeah, that arcade love was all just a sham
Man, I really thought I was the Jim to your Pam

Man, I kept ya safe and warm like a big Teddy
But all

came
Look out my window like sightseeing said fuck that
Throw in a couple dvds
And press play
Throw all my thought in the movie forget the next day
I

Puff like Rick Williams call me Miami Dade runner
Days of plunder for a pirate, that's OK, gunner
Dashin' through the field by trees, call me the blade

the stew, smokin' weed damn near every day
But when I smoke, I'm always chillin' with Day Day
These niggas always talkin', bring the spray, nigga AK
I just

the limitations that others impose
And clip the motherfucking wings from the Jim Crows
I’m representing my zip code
And working till the issue's addressed like

the limitations that others impose
And clip the motherfucking wings from the Jim Crows
I'm representing my zip code
And working till the issue's addressed like

on their dream girl, like they ain't caring
'Bout the real love, they just looking for a pairing
I want that Jim and Pam, people tend to stick with Karen

I'm out of this
Place drop one grenade 
And I'm spotting it
Play too much apex a day
To be clocking in
On the real tho 
I can't wait till I quit my job

about life 
And what I could have done right 
Hopefully one day I can make it right before I fuckin die 
All these scars in my brain got me going insane

a gram, you need to get a scale
UPS ya figures, put your feet in the mail, bitch

Hook

Verse 2
Jim Jones:
I'm pumping Murder Was The Case by Snoop Doggy

Gotta stay focused on the grand Prize, I
As the days go by
Gotta reaffirm what I want in My life
I say it in the AM when I wake Like “I want money” (Ching

I was used to being used. That was the norm till I
went crazy like Jim and rode out with the storm.
It broke my heart to watch her leave.
But bet it

Wit dracos, bro, forgot da stick
Runnin' with them cannons, my Yung Bull neva watch no Knick
Houndin' on that road so one day we can be out this shi

the wave when it’s safe swim
Where you play by the patterns of the faithful winds
Then one day you stray and escape its grip
But only to spiral wild into

(And it's another beautiful day in paradise folks)
(But don't forget to buckle up out there in radio land)
This here's for anyone who lives in their

A modern day caste system singles you out
Until one day it catches you, wonder what's it about

It's time to wake up these polarized masses
Of easily herded

over but I'm not Mike I'm more c.I 

Hail from the east  Jim Boeheim why would I stay low if I stay high ugh

Yo let me show you what it looks like Stom

you lie to these bitches all the time
Show me what it’s like in the day of the life of a real nigga with money on his mind, my
Jeans look painted on
I’m

for the plummet
Now I'm opening these clips crawlin through mud pits
With guns and hundreds of clips on Uncle Sam's budget
Hundred rifles itself,

squad was rich (woah)
Never fuckin' with these flawed ass crews and cliques
Keep the tool case I gotta unscrew your shit
Cut these niggas and these