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me But I know she love the smell

Came from them mud I ain't never had nobody Did it by myself and this music was a hobby
Haters try to stop me, I

I’m very dark inside 


Niggas be tripping they ain’t finna slide 

I feel no pain I got nothing inside 

Bitches be tripping they trade you for Fries

are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD

crossing
Work for you 'less you cross me
Money aint a thing, boss me
'Round you'll feel like you wronged me
Dead man walking like zombies
I just wanna guess

Can't predict what is coming but I know I'm I'm a Simpson
Say it's way to hot to touch but my skin is a mitten
They gone throw me in some zombies why they

my way or
I don't do it all
Feel that I was pigeon holed to ruin and fall
But it's not you who I'm needing to blame
It's also my fault for feeding

rappers coming down fast
Over-looked by zombies on xans
I will not be changing no plans
You can bury me in the sand
If you think 8 week rappers all that
So

Pull they are toughened
And hardened to the point of steel
Understand: no one is born this way
It is unnatural to not feel
Fear it is a process that

And Durban's a ghost town
We've got a rat-race of zombies
Dead on their feet
On the streets
Of Jozi

I see you don those black-framed glasses, be a hipster for

you knew the way I feel
Because the way I feel is holding me back inside
I wish you knew the way I feel
Because the way I feel just can't be

feel in love when it's deep
I'm from the mud, that's the streets
Make a way, made a way
I drove my Lamb' with no license
I'm steady duckin' in

I'm willing to ride for the clique
Undersized, still the heart of a giant inside of him
Raw raps
It sounds sanitized when you spit
Vandalize any

To slaughter you all run before I record next 
We gotta see through the form and the formless
And awaken before our physicals morph into corpses

Caught ya by

you just keep on shouting
You know that we're inside
And I'll have to turn you away

Cause I know that you're tired and you don't know what to do
And I

the same
Get up out my way, you are not a saint
We are not the same, you will never change
Mixing our emotions on a separate wave

I don't feel the same, you

a million in diamonds inside the ultrasonic
Polished, the flow iconic, still I'm so neurotic
I treat my product like narcotics, it's economics
Every stream

'm changing and rearranging the climate
I'm the fucking pilot
Silence, I'm so amazing and so spectacular
The way I sparkle like fireworks then I cause

like me ain't never had shit
R.I.P., I miss my dawgs like Mike Vick
Zombies in that midnight fog, them boys sic 'em
Fall victim to a gun brawl started

again
But I'm stuck in my head, and
Where do I go when nowhere feels like home

If I could do it all over again
I'd have it any other way
If I could do it

'm on 'em papers so them courts are goin' back and forth
Dealin' with probation, man, they all said I'd be back for sure
Mommies turned to zombies from that

to move
I'm on my way, I'm on my way

This feel like 100,000 on the dance floor 
Like they just got Grinding instrumental and a cypher by the band door

afraid of the monster?

cre you haunted by the melody of the night?
(Haunted by the melody of the night)
I feel myself being drawn to the fright
(I feel

No

Always
Always (you)
(Oh, feels strange)

Oh, I know that look inside my eyes means always
Even if we fall apart, split two ways
Yeah, so

People disappear
Wonder where they went
Once you're here, there's no escaping
Take your body, rearrange it
Feel that curse mark where the snake bit
I got