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friends but that is just wrong
Cars drive by and they just move along (yeah)
All of this weed and some beer got you feelin' so high, like a tree in the air

dropping 80 disrespect won't tolerate it
Covid 9 this clip contagious light yo strip up like it's Vegas
My hitters is overpaid left the dealer put it on 8's

Waiting to hear back from a few, so here's hoping
Fingers crossed they can give me a start
I know all the words to the famine song off by heart
Join every

to answer the door, James' nerves began to unravel
Like the waxed line of a broken fishing rod
As he stared at the dead duck
Hanging limp by its neck from his

ain't no staying with me
Living my life but this shit get so deep
Aint cuffing these bitches, these bitches be free
I'ma cut from that cloth, tell them

you try the backdoor
With an AR 10 that bitch three feet long
Im a one man army with 80 something shots
Showing guns on the gram y'all niggas is hot

I

Imma slide in and out fuck ya ur world 
Stop running before I fuck ya home girl
This dick go by his hers there’s and ours
Phone on silent we fucking for

it
When I saw you in 09, looking so fine
Tackled by love I still had for you this whole time
Army of affection with it’s navy crossing seas
And skies

though. I ain't gonna lie
This is one of them ones, bro
I can tell
Hold up

Ay, ay, ay, look
Got a drive like golf I'ma yell fore
I done seen hell and back

used to dream of Lambo but
I'd settle for a Supra
This life is a lesson and I never got a tutor
Don't you pay me any worry
'Cause I think I'm doing super

some clones
They live in my head
Cuz they far from home
Like a Spiderman knockin down your gnomes

This ain't peace at war
This is war at peace
Ain't no

This Place

Cage

Kill the Architect

to reconnect, being ideally far
From yourself because you hated who you really are
Let it catch fire, wasn't frightened by the spark
Let it Burn out, I can see

mind is fried from writing rhymes every nine to five
I'm still the flyest guy in this bitch, like a private jet
Did I forget to mention I'm top eleven,

keep her gorgeous and flawless cant nobody call is record us
Killing shit report us immortal in this shit forever
No portals to get out whenever
Bad

bottoms
Yh I’m closely watching my opps from afar, Yh I got em locked on
They looking for war so you know it’s the whole army that I go and summon 
Gyaldem

Ironically uh you don't sound like you're regular, were gonna play this song
And then were gonna get the feedback from the citizens
Put him in the game or sit

thing beat up.
Honeys for bodies,
two bravehearts, guns in the parties
waves, braves, bald trade marks to army
Is that horse it must be, I heard he husky,

microphone blastin
Lyrical hate at all you lowlife punk g’s
Have you pissing in ya bed hopin’ this is just a dream
Cause when i step up in the booth, dog i

Hit you in the face
Hard as hell with this rap sheet
In your digital space
Peep your technological gadget
Seems like magic
A luxury tragic
We stay

Golden Pharaoh
Not too much in the street cuz the road is narrow
And i hit all my targets like bow and arrows
You'll get jacked like sparrow 
By my

like a refugee, a prisoner of my government
Guess this is the revelation of the new covenant
They say that 3-6 the mark of the beast
But I'm kinda

the got him for it
I been sippen lean
Pour me up a deuce
I been feeling to slow
In places that you cant go
Fuck it pour me two more
The way this shit is

seventy seven
First Bunker Hill then we bust down in Yorktown
Once a mustard seed now we running this whole town

Hear the silversmith his name is Paul

Eye of the storm (Eye of the storm)
Sirens scream war, like the locust swarm
Not of this world, alien mainframe
ET supervillain come from the same vein