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hit the crib in a motherfuckin hour
hit from back but im bored no free throw
fall to the paint with the swish like d-rose
my bro meet out back by

I got 20 20 vision I could see the future clearly
(Imma be rocking the stage and people goin wanna hear me)
I got 20 20 vision I could see the future

You addicted and you blinded by your ego 
Oh this drug called life 

I've got brothers that I've never seen 
We related by music and vision 
When it's

Molokov: [Spoken]
The game is greater than its players, Miss Vassy.
How true.
[Sung]
I don't know how you can allow
This harm to be done to chess,

Smith Willow
Had so much weight on my shoulders
Red eyes and a wet pillow
I was so lost without a vision, ambition
Theft and fraud was my mission
But by

The Night Before Christmas

Brian Evans

Christmas Stories Christmas Songs

1999

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney

please don't go near that nigga
I Fear that nigga is close to blowing
Bareback niggas
Blackballed by the same dudes who ran there with him
Now it's glocks

that the other person
doesn't do that makes him a hero. But I'm about to
step the fuck up. 

(Evidence w/ Iriscience)
Yo panic y'all. Back against

Big Bang

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

Well, so we meet again
(He said he's grown spiritually since the last one)

OK, this is the dawning of the book of bitter aspects
Where

The Night Before Christmas

Mike Hockenhull

Midwinter

2006

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney

ass up so much
That he'll be bleeding his fucking guts out 
By tomorrow morning
I'm gonna eviscerate him until all that's left
Is blood and gore

only look around then I ain't looking at the king,

Til I'm looking at the him I'll never be free,

 

I'm just tryna be the person that I wanna meet,

I

to myself, I gotta meet him cause he sound like the man
You had a plan, you had a vision that I couldn't see
I was alone in this world but you sent the spirit

how to go hunting
So he took his class in the streets
Cream his favorite subject
By any means
We make ends meet
First dream to get the buckets 

But

The coffin's lid is cold and old her name is carved so clear
Inside a face of timeless grace a vision draws him near
Among the relics and the dust a diary lies

My parents split at 12 then my momma got remarried
To an alcoholic phony with some riches in the carriage
I truly never fucked with him I thought my

wonder why we stay strap with a extra clip
Cause death around the corner 
Can't let him catch me slip 
On my block niccaz hustle and rob to live
By 19 we

looking for more
Kept that fire in the streets kept cooking up smores'
So to meet him was a treat plus he was real to the core
Sees the vision clearly light

blow me and see me by 9

And we blow .9s, .40s, .45s
Meet your demise, we'll send you high
Oh, you must be blind

And i drive through the storm when

me to see your vision
And that's your will and not mine
Thats how I be livin
It's by your grace that I'm given the Opportunity to witness I'm bout

Awake thy hollow
Keep him at bay socially
On time so borrowed
The cuckoo in my clock shows no sorrow
Haunted by the shriek he learned to swallow
Stimulate

extermination
Whether you be black white or haitian, rage with me, come out your cage with me, fuck Burning sage with me, aren't you enraged like me
Baptized by

and I'm checking off columns
Now I get invited i don't even gotta call him
Can't believe I started off when I was makin past lives
Now I'm gettin noticed

like my guy
Meet round the block
I'm at 5 guy
Stank face
Give em side eye
Curly hair
Brown eyed
Thin waist
Thick thighs
Want you gone
Bye bye
I can throw