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to become more bothered by being dissected
I don’t know why you’re still trying to control my life
Walking with a halo as you ruin yet another night
Paradise

with that...

T, come back to the ends and I'm back with the smoke
Like I'm lighting a blem
Chocolate ting said "I might be a gem"
Heard those nights

not lie, 'cause there's days where I'm tired
But I'm on my rise, staying fueled by desire
Open your eyes, let the world become brighter
Now is the time

propaganda
In my Doge speedo
From my humble abode I decode
Oh I'm a desperado
With a band of commandos
Ham on the mutha fuckin' pedo
I had to nerd out to get

Beautiful Lady, tell me what you looking for 
Beautiful Lady, let me help you find the door 

Beautiful Lady, here's my hand we'll take this road 
Beautiful

Collects dust over time 
still can't package it

Fuck the lonely nights
And the bloodshot eyes
And my day job sucks
Working overtime 
For a check that I

The Celestial Shuttle

John Wesley Harding

Dynablob

1996

the guidebook at its say so
But some of my companions they would not get back in
They'd heard that heaven it was vastly over-rated
The weather here was warmer,

a likkle muscle and hustle to get in
Yeah he talk the ting but that really ain't him 
that's when he's hearts caving in straight.. 
and this is MBK 
my teams

20 million no come out we go kill you by next week
Me wey Dey ball Dey thank God say we don Dey Friday dis week
Na that time I truly feel!
I

whenever you need
Like whenever you chose
I sport sheen on my face when I ride by the place that I rose
And I’m still on my toes
With a rope on my neck that

shot in streets (Oh!)

Raised by a strong single Mother 
For me spent her last wrinkled dollar
Me Father left, some called me bastard
It fueled my drive

was Christopher Stephen Allen Jones and he said to Samantha
"now listen here you're my kind of person"
No no no no no no no
No no no no no no no
"I am

Evryday it been a vibe, drink until I wanna drive
Smoke until I miss my high, these are rules until I die
Live fast, new rides
Day ones by my side

possibilities.
Friday nights start out so hopeful, indeed.
Sunday morns accrue despair from the week.
It’s not my aim to let you down,
When all you do is comfort

raking the benefits
Pray I don't fall from these heights

I get lost in the night
Hit with the bite
Yeah, I got them demons around me
That shit is going

game is strong
But my pull out game is even stronger like the dank you pulling on and when the day is long
I hope you know the night is even longer

Niggas bendin in two's while y'all watch the news
John Walsh, wash me up, you're crazy
Havin my face captured 180
Can't go there, ain't havin that, man,

That most of the inspiration
Is you
You made it how you made it
You opened doors of opportunity
For yourself
And, brick by brick
The road to success
You

Hell's hot and I felt it on the cold nights
Warmth in the middle of December is a cold price
He's the King on the throne in my home and I know that
Tasted

that caress my face
Don't underestimate the efforts made by essence's grace
Pristine like frescos in the Sistine chapel
My metal spleen took a stab

Extracting my spirit, Last breath spit a lyric
Faced with the jargon when I aim for the target
Just to live past a body that was based on this Carbon
Begging

doing

Don't want no feelings involved

I get that feeling in my chest, you the one I'ma call
Gon' beat it up all night
They think you calling the law

I

? As loud as Matt 
A thousand hours? That's a fraction of my crowded act 

As I been writing tunes, trying to ignite the fuse, I got this spiteful muse

em a hand, cause da good in me ain't gone let my kind experience poverty 
I show up bitches hands go up u would of thought it was a robbery 
But really