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the whip with no tire traction-got a really dark past and I might go back
With his hands in his pockets, he talkin' to no one
He bumpin' Nirvana, he rockin'

Boxman whooping them dumb fucks
Struck by the wrong end of my nunchucks
You'll witness the end of your days, perro
From today, one could say you have no

the revolution against father John Jay
Be donned in Wakanda cosplay
Can P Funk motherships be mass produced like
Honda, Hyundai
Is Elon Musk gone leave all us

Yeah, Rocka, it's that 40
Nine on the nightstand, right Next to the Bible Ain't no in-Betweens, you part of the set
Or we rival We still talk

drugs John Lenin
Aye fuck it if i'm gon shoot you Know i'm making buckets
I fuck her her and yo cousin

Bitch
Ion need no friends out this bitch
you keep

Gumbo

JT the Bigga Figga

Best of the Rompalation

2005

so 

We hit the strip from San Jose, to Vallejo 

Make more scrilla by the mouth piece 

Non-talking niggas don't know shit about me 

Ignore

world all by my lonely that's the same way that I'm leaving
Everybody makes mistakes I just try not to repeat em
Bitches wanna have my babies but I can't

purpose. One day he had a dream, where he was wandering alone over the hills near his home. Unhappy because he was alive, after being resurrected by his

say I gotta change my ways, coach keep me in the game cause I keep catching plays
Momma said whatever you start better finish I ain't raise no lame

way, it has no meaning
Life and death, but what is the reason
Make sure you invest in those things
Cause you don't know what tomorrow will bring
You know

blessings
Man I'm already rich
Thinking of ways
You challenge me
You stuck pleading the fifth
Doing too much
You must be tired
It's hard to admit
No time for

somethin brand new
Oh yeah by the way the name’s young shmoo
Listen up boy I’m just startin I ain’t ever gonna stop, foo
Named Young Shmoo just to honor my

bike

And it can't be stopped by a cop
Or pulled over on the shoulder
And if I did see the beast
I'd pop quick up a one way street
The wrong way
Past

focused
Life gets in the way, no joke
Cuz I cut my ties when am feeling hopeless
Met a girl, icey like Elsa
Gemini kid going hard since Delta
Call it

wanna lose you no
Don't wanna lose you baby
By my demeanor and the Way that I speak
She would've never knew I Used to run through these Streets
She made

D. Eisenhower, and John F. Kennedy
To smoother societal flames

This turmoil, alongside the overlapping threat of the Cold War
Combines into a stew

to Paris
Je parlez Français with the baddest
She wanted to stay for the weekend but by Saturday, well man vanished

Said I'm back to the old me
And I'm one

thing dumb is my profit
You know who the boy John Austin is

Aye, this ain't

Ain't no van this a big truck
Four in a litter is a big cup
Bad lil bitch

beats like John Wayne Gacy (Yeah)
In my town, ain't no TMZ, just cops behavin' crazy
Stressed out, need some CBD to calm me lately
Profound from the trees

Thinking of getting work is getting my nerves worked
The way that I'm headed, I will be flipping the bird first
Till I dip in the purse, and the dipping

Ranchers in my slush
No we do not give a stuck, you down on the Kid, you getting fucked up
We in the club, we coming to get 'em
Like which one the nigga, I'm

All Hotties Eat the Jizz

Necro

Gory Days

em'
Now them shits look like the gruesome two-some
No jive'in, I'm down with muff divin' at a drive-in
I'll make a piggy a treat you like a slut from

I'ma murder you
(Murder)
The ink dry fast
On my will I pass it off to the master
Massacre myself
Death note signed the way
And I signed my name
Life, no

one hard act to follow
I'm sayin'
I'm sayin'
I'm sayin'
Time is up no more playing
Got you talking god
How much you gon' be praying
God is talking to me