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And then we wonder why these kids are blazing And on occasion Taking psychedelics to get a grip What the hell is this Takes a trip to find out who you really
Many die before they know just who they are You got a wife that’s not in love With you but honey loves your car And all the diamonds and the Things you
single day last year at least I made a K All my bags real, that’s how we know that ya bae’s a fake Yeah they say the best things in life are free
Where you from she replies Whattup from FLORIDA My name's KIM who are you? I wanna Get to know more of ya I replied I'm BOB no SEAN no JIM JONES DRAKE nah
Six years go by and you n***** praise it like ya' knees needless Everybody talkin bout' they love but reality hit they don't mean it Complaining bout
management Man, I'm like the Feds, I bring down your establishment Under the Rico, I purchased my 3rd quarterly from Bob Cito Got your block locked like
Ayo, the child born By this treasure on the crown worn Highest level on the styles form Leave your vowels torn Consonants, protonouns worn out
mix yeah Gin and vodka The wind will knock ya On your ass like your Shrek the monster Uh Cut your friends off Uh Deck your sponsor You can't trust who
night at da gentleman's club Dropping G's only thing that he love Amen Amen these are our leaders of tomorrow So who do we follow only examples chasing
What I said in my rhymes Now I'm getting rich Off sellin' my rhymes Man I told em' I would blow Now it's set it off time Who could believe
we all here Move with my right, follow with my left Them fuckers who ain't right, them fuckers came and left And weeded out like 420 All that remains
Lost and deceased Crossed off a lot with my deeds Posture is weak Snaptooth is a monstrous freak Who lacks truth in the froth on his beak What does
lonely I keep that thang on me Niggas try and play holy Like they a god or sum Don't shoot yourself in ya leg like cheddar bob they bluffin This shit is
Ab Creole is down with us And Good Medicine is down with us You know that Ameezy is down with us Yo who the fuck are you? Damn they called my bluff
on stage yet/ Stay fresh, endorsed by We and Alpha Numeric/ if clothes are free then I'll fuckin' wear it/ Strangled the deputy when Bob shot the sheriff/
Yo where we at hey yah Yo where we at hey yah Yo where we at hey ya Idk where we at Yooo it's 2pac, DOOM and Bob Marley Looks like their having
here 'til it all end ('Til it's over) I'ma do this shit here 'til it's all over (Huh) Seventy-nine for the sack like I'm Bob Golic (Boom) I'll come by
down, By now you know our purpose is To take this scene over, Who the fucks going to stop us When half the cats that enter battles these days are
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