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misses and then
Give you the head like Ellen
Degeneres licking a les’
Picture the rap game getting fucked in
The ass by it’s alcoholic dad
With the same

I've come to take this game and bring it to
Me, we gon' be here ain't no
Fly by night nigga, i got this shit

Pass 'em down, pull up vroom vroom

give a fuck and I ain't coming down
Use to stretch dime sacks now I blow by pounds
And that dank so loud its like click clack blow
Hold up (hold up) like

again
Trying to catch me slipping
I'm just slipping in your bitch
Ay
Brand new situation
Then she went ahead and switched things
Should've knew by now

the last time
Talking shit we both know isn't true
But you still run in my mind
Even though it's a lie and I'm just a new game to you
And you're giving me

he's a new Dorito
34 on his back, he can't hit a free throw
Tell my brother stay down, better stay alert
It's not about the biggest gun
It's who's

true 
I can’t seem to escape from the pain
I just need to break through the chains
Let me go, please let me change
Call me by a different name
I don’t

casino, it’s no gamble, I got c notes, drip on heat though
You by yourself, yo girl with me bro, you pay for attention she let me free throw
Run the game

property
See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me
I'm rolling the dice like I'm playing Monopoly

This aint a game, I aint playing Monopoly
But

steppin' in the game I just be dominating
I been shitting on my haters, I stay constipated
When everybody in my life, it just get aggravating
I gotta be by

Is there a space between us
What's causing the confusion
A whirlwind came by earlier said you'd make better with a different look on your face

I

let it get under his skin

But when he met a sexy skeleton girl
It saved his game and it changed his world
He felt so alive. He felt so undead
When he

hit the fan I got a new plan
Coz I owe money to my dealer and the Tax man
So I put it on Facebook I took my last breath
I'm Mike Balls gonna fake my own

landed in the city girl why haven’t we linked yet
Refreshing my messages no reply just a green text
I’ve become a new man since last time we spoke
My

New Kokuo

You Fucking cunt, can you tell me why your butters?
Your face is fucking ugly and you voice it drives me nutters
Imma chop you into

I'm what you're lacking

Me and my dogs ain't 
New to the gun clapping 
Stashing all the macs up 
In a place where we be trapping 

Living by the street

fam's name
Your hand stain, stab in the back of your man dang
Beats by Dre, earbuds playing the game
Wanna hit the west coast, bout to catch a plane

on a road night, conversation is slim
I never had to ask, the motivation within
I said I'm
86, double 02
I'm on the rise
I'm stacking pieces to the game, so I

I ain’t play the stooge no more
That approval game ain’t worth it
Y’all insecure as me, I can see beyond your surface
Crowdsource your self-esteem

He worked hard and he liked to have a few
Got some news at the age of forty-two
Doctors said there was nothing they could do
Showed up at my work

try and get by with that shoddy, shit style you copy but if its not that lit shit that's rotten best know that your copping a 16 that's gonna put him in

you be lookin' for me since time
Lost in the space of my mind
I had to understand what my ID is
Ideologies, it's like a masterpiece
Pieced by set

Last night it all slipped away
           We'll never be the same
       Every time you pushed away
        The little game you played
     Shoulda

So there’s this place by the bay
Makes a solid panini
We could go there on your break
Before all of the
Tweeny polka-dot
Hot shots
Go and ruin