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bodies unidentified
Like aliens tailed by the feds try and
Run and hide my alias
I paid dues and debts but
Ya'll don't have none do it for ends
Do it

those that's struggling
We need a covenant, that shit is overdue
Cause we here struggling, and they don't have a clue
What we about to do
Man, who

some killers but I'm 10
Toes down by my muthafuckn self
I don't need to gang bang cuz the 
Only thing I claim is the music in
The city and it's bout

your questions I won’t reply,
			What you don’t live is as false as a lie!
All that is left to see, I will discover!

I just began to breathe, and life’s

notes
They never listen what do they know
It's just alright now I need an MRI
Seven weeks and it's finally scan time
I'm getting weak I ain't tryna be

and do what ya don't hate
Get your happiness pumping through your veins
serotonin flowing smiles are glowing
These are the days that we live for
Smoked

Listen bitch 
Abyss of misses 
This is sick 
The 666 Is listening 
I missed again I'm slippin
In my head I live
What you said over and dead of course you

know we won't ever dance in the dancehall, ya
Fuck off, you ain't fans, y'all
Wanna play with my emotions and my feelings, telling me what I should do
I

know where to go)
I'm so drunk find my way back home
We was angels wit the filthy faces tryna stunt
Taking halos flashing peso we do what we want
I was

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Chorus
You To Wong Foo
Me spit quark gluon soup
And of course still do Kung Fu
While you find a fool to run to
I

must got me fucked up
Got me fucked up
You must got me fucked up
Got me fucked up
You must got me fucked up
I ain't subscribing to what they be telling

gangsta, I'ma be a man

I'ma standin' on all ten
Respect what I'ma die for
Killin' niggas by my kids
But I swear to God, I ain't beefin' with no nigga if he

I'd write your name in the sky
But all the planes passing by
Don't get me high like you do
Maybe that's why I choose you
To stop your bleeding I

turn around.

Verse 1
Man this here’s crazy.
Gettin' a clear pic of how the world treats our black babies.
Black mothers and Black fathers. They over do

since I lived like an orphan  powered by the liquid reality injected into the veins by needle, in a fucking foster house of hell, and mother and father,

lyrics are garbage
I seriously need to pee
Pee on Bob-onzo
For robbing the poor
Scoop out his eyes
Spaghetti veins
Flattened sockets remain
Why do I always

the tool on my waist
Brought the pair with me
Get to popping the trunk
Like the spare in need
Ion spare any
Ion spare any
The greatest to ever do it
I

over areas
Buried us
In a system built by Giants
Or figments of imagination
Just to keep us quiet
I'm sorry I ain't lying
I'm just really high and I be

That I've gone through it (I been there)
I'm gotta let it all out by rapping through the music
Let the past be past be the past man
You live and you

The shit on my mind kinda hard to get off
Play the game with the cards I was handed (yeah)
What good is your spot when the power is off 
And you still

to live this life like
I tell niggas you better off dead
You gotta love yours my nigga

My pro-noun is GOD
Lemme guess ya pro-noun is me TOO
I'm flattered

what changed & what's on ya mental
And speak on all of those thoughts that seem so detrimental
I'm tired of being the strong friend when I need saving

blow up yet
But give it time my shit gone pop
I do it for sister, for my mom, and for my pops
Fuck a hater, fuck a opp
Why these niggas keep sneak dissin

get myself to give a fuck
Why else would I do so much drugs
It's to live fast and die young
Don't have any connection with anyone
Music place or drug I