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pushing about eighty
Just on how  she drive me crazy
She say she know my type
I got my way with the ladies
Ill give a girl a rose
Before you see me pushin

said I came with better specs
She liked the way you dressed, I've been popping out with black jeans and a white tee
Somehow I had her more impressed
I

panickin' in silence, I been livin' with my eyes closed
I can hold it down, I can always keep it dolo
I'm givin' black and blues, leave you frozen, it's

a bot
You just filled my pot with anger 
Dragged me down like an anchor 
Cut the metal and rose up just to be greeted by you 
I was like nah hoe this what

And I’ll sit by his grave and leave roses
For emotions
They don’t understand what I think
But i feel like my worth is like 3 set of commas so we going

Yoodaatfits on this black hat
With a Bhad Chick that got "Bag Ladies" on her backpack
And its a movie when I'm stepping through read receipts I get the message

It was strange old day 
Starting rehearsals this way
But we began by viewing 
Our "luxury" lodge 

It was the downstairs part 
Of our directors'

to the front
Now I'm in an out of traffic top back in the trunk 
What I packed n this blunts like gas at the pump

I don't passing my Blunt
Cause I came by

me sound like I was crazy with the voices in my head
I can’t be myself right now 
All the voices seem so loud
I can’t feel you by my side
I just feel

purpose cannot harm me.
Blindly. 
Set the precedent
They gon find Mos I mean Yasiin 
Black Mantas 
mantis armor. 
Joel is Jon Harker w the tag 

Giant teeth

baptize ya

Somewhere with your hoe nigga you can't find us
Smoking on the road got a cool black driver
Touching all these notes I'm confused that's minor

Crime Saga

Shabazz the Disciple

Book of Shabazz (Hidden Scrollz)

2003

rose again
100 grand in the trunk to cop the crystal
He was sleep, that nigga in the back seat had packed a pistol
He put 2 in his kangol and twisted his

I came back from the dead with a lot of fire
This a dragon’s nest, ain’t no cease fire
Came from raising hell with a devil’s stare
Dressed in black

on haitus
White and black
There's no grayness
Baby how could you blame us?
Yeah I'm down for flirtations
Flying you out to new nations
Unh yeah
But baby I

Gone fuck up the game
Ni**a jeeper creepers
If she say she the plug imma keep her
Got a black and white b*hh 
That's a zebra
Gotta foreign b**ch from

is that the seed of a man chosen by God must not be wasted

Run away, that's the plan, live above the grave
None is safe, I see the pain

the red and black (Fuck)
Soon as we hear the cops pull up, we gone, we ran, and we hit the gas (Gas, gas)
Fly the whole crew in a jet plane (Fuck your

consuming
Hitch cock let your lips lock I’m not spooning
Slavery jim crow street gang crack rock
Behaviour has been slow to regain black stock
The rate that

Ayy, by my authority, watch this flex
Ayy, got the color wheel shining on this crest
Ayy, great Scott they dread I'm off the chain
Ayy, got a perfect

They sneak, by you with both eyes, open
I wasn’t chosen but I, made em have no choice but to focus
In the booth cuz boy I don’t lie
No Cap to shield from

am one 

This part one of the spiritual 
It's a black man painting sky indigo 
Hue of land of the man oboriginal
It's the type that they play out

bitch, yeah, okay, yeah

Gang Barcelona
Foreign sneaks when we kicking it
Riding 'round like the Men in Black
We equipped with blicks
And it's a laser beam

When it's cold as the city gets
Trynna make it home when the winter hits
I rose from the lineage we jumped from the boats 
'Cause we know it gets

to circle the ends (man, circle the ends, skrr)
All-black Batmobile, back with Robin again (with Robin again)
Oi, come back and back up your boy 'cause I