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brakes don't work
Man I heard you spit your favorite verse
It's the softest place on Earth
Ya'll some motherfucking idiots
Dropping enough bricks to build

and told them to share it
I don't fuck with police, I don't fuck with no sheriffs
Knowin' out here with the squad I be sharing
These nosy ass bitches be

You know what I'm saying? You can't support them from a jail cell
You damn sure can't support them from a grave
Get that shit out your mind, man
It

to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil

help me out of here?
Tell me your nothings, whisper in my ear
Make me your martyr, make me your saint
I don't have much longer until I faint

Cut my eyes

I don't know nothing bout trends , I just set them and pop 
We are not cut out the same, my cloth was cut by the gods 
My cloth was cut by the gods,

Brick by brick
Food I'm tryna make tryna sizzle it
Time is running thin, in the thick of it
If we can't work it out then it's in a bit
I got a lot

pain, its insane
This some s*** I could crash out and bang to
(Yea)
Some s*** I get paid to
In my city its too many n****s
Don't know you from nothin but

apparently myself, and I
Uh thinking about the stars all the time
If I flier
Fly out
I'll probably think about it a lot
Blackhole, but not a knot
Dreadnaught,

the mighty soles
It be like all you can eat (all you can eat)
I do not want to be comfortable (be comfortable, yeah)
But I'm chilling right like Gary and Pete

out like I was Tanqueray

'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger

I just scraped it off the top (cut it)
Got it off the road, off the curb, off the block (cut it)
I was already sold out of work by ten o'clock (cut

Cut Somethin'

Jagged Edge

Jagged Little Thrill

2001

cut something)
Is that what they saying?
(Cut something, cut something)
(Cut something on the low-low)

[Ludacris]
Check it out
Cut a nigga for

shoot
You an Air Jordan

Hutch and Gary did all my ice, you wearing Jordan
Had to tell Mike, strap it up, he a fan fucker
Big sack of rocks by my nuts,

You an Air Jordan
Hutch and Gary did all my ice, you wearing Jordan
Had to tell Mike, strap it up, he a fan fucker
Big sack of rocks by my nuts, I'm

the cut with my shooters) grrt, bah-bah-bah
Thirty clip hangin' out the Ruger (brrt)
And I got a clique full of shooters (brrt)
And I'm in your dreams,

Gone Fishin'

Bing Crosby

Best of the Decca Years, Vol. 1: The Singer

1989

hoein' ain't no fun (but I can prove it!)
You ain't got no ambition

Gone fishin,'
By a shady, wady pool (shangri-la! really la!)
I'm wishin'
I could

They Down With Us

Scarface

Side Hustles

2002

And knockin' motherfuckers out is ah must
Rockin' Rodney Moore down wit us
My nigga Willie you know he down wit us
Can't forget about Reggie 'cause he down

the road, so it's taking a toll
Look alive you got something to look forward to
Soon the virus will be gone you'll be able to scuba-dive
On a coast out in

Hit it from the back cause I know she a freak
Gotta cut em off when they turn to a leech
Gotta keep it real always practice what you preach
Coming from

my fucking hobby, baby I like it raw
Shout out to my homie Dalai
About to ride a llama to the mall need a dollar no I don't
Here's a good momma joke,

to shine
Yeah, me and Tu legit brothers, beyond this music shit
You kept the fuses lit when I felt as if I was losin' it
Shout out Jacob Moore for postin'

my bitch
Super-hot
Niggas act like they on
But they
Really not
I be by myself
Smoking Gary Payton
Glove pack
Yea I see the girl
That you claiming
I

SAID AND DONE

TOM QUICK  ALEX BITTLES  
GARY CONNOR  DAVIDE BOCCI (DRAKE)

Don't try to tell me how to stand and who to talk to,
I'll turn it up so