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a beauty queen 
With the devils intentions 
A beauty queen 
Brought up from the heavens 
Or hells 
Only time can tell
Your my beauty queen 

You can find me

out by me a man so honourable

I declare war on the wack it’s more than a fact pack a sword in my back packkk
I wouldn’t deplore you to clap back I’d

just wanna see you rock that naughty body
She just gave me sloppy in the hotel lobby
Yeah, yeah
When I'm bustin' the top off
Every single motherfucker

Let me read you a poem I wanted to write
About a ugly hag who's fucking despised
By her parents, her class
Everyone in her life
If you killed yourself

is you
Young and overeducated sung a ton of blues
Now single women that come in twos get you comfortable
Mix the ganja with the whisky get you

might have a picture of truth, but he framed it
You can disagree with history, but can't change it
So, now I mix a little Augustin with Dubois
A little

They told me to stop making black people music
But every good genre invented by black people
Now we the ones that use it

Black artists invented

dream, travellin' up the stream (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Plug wonder, wonder why you're lonely tonight
We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by

normally talk about this kinda stuff
But uh, (Speak ya truth) I gotta confession
This may be surprising to some of you guys but its the truth
So brace

(They can't do it like Houston girl you might get used to this)
Ay
We got 10-11 slabs in a single file line
And our pockets full of money
All

off
Now you can't hear your
Mix tape getting killed
Playground days back in 6th
Grade drinking milk
To now where every single last one of
You

tucked away, bought and severed (buy it off)
So stick by me and pull me up, my arm is a lever (pull it up)
I'm feeling revolutionary, thinking every mood

?
What kind of lyrics will come out of my mind?
What kind of melodies will come out of my soul?
Now you know everything about me watching me from there

they lookin' up to me
Nah, fuck the feelings bitch, you feeling alright
I stick to smoking by the O and yeah my feelings are light
I keep it real already

left, right, black, white, all about the hindsight 
Heart and head, they might bite, cause here's where it gets tight 
All the versions of me want what's

Keep my mind floating

Peeping how you peeping me
People be particularly
Moving in secrecy
Keep it all mystery
Hickory Dickory
Lovin yo energy
Cool like

know the fucking vibes)
(March 20th, it's Saturday you know the vibes man, I don't know what the f...)
These niggas doubting me
And now they trying

love being all by my lonely and matching myself, cause only in I who I trust
Copped me a zip and said fuck it and went made music on behalf of the buds

ain't the same
I don't have these expectations on my peers
I expect em to make mistakes
Don't care about
What guy in the sky
You claim
Or who you like

Chain Swang

Goodie Mob

World Party

1999

-- I got a book that you should read
 It's about me, and I suggest that to any nigga who doubt me
 it will correct you, affect you, it will make shit

a eargasm
how he flip the beat with the mix that's magic
I wanna know the the worth
I don't care about ya status
this is rebirth of the real just imagine

concerned about growing up. 
A time when only now mattered, because me and then weren’t friends anymore and soon couldn’t come quick enough. 
When I ain’t

I can't believe that He saved me
Yeah, He really changed me
I'm giving You the glory, God
This is my testimony
I grew up learning about Jesus in

Listen baby I come straight from the street I don't know about no l o v e 
But I love it when you on top of me, and I love it when you suck sloppily
And I