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the footsteps behind you like mine
You're a thought in my head I could never let go
And that thought takes up all of my time
Swallowed up by obsessions that can't

Yes I Am an Alien

MC Lars

Radio Pet Fencing

2004

on, 
You might have heard me down in London 
Rocking heads with this song. 
I was sad when I found out about Santa Claus, 
So I made like Tim Allen

Come from Milwaukee thats why i stack bucks
We work theyre talking like lazy fat fucks
Wont say shit to me cause they all lack nuts
Now theyll say

This the life I chose
Let em know KNO   
I mean technically you can...
Gia!

Wh wha walk up  in the bank smellin like a pound a dank
Hittin harder

too

I got a lot of loot these lemon bitches never stunting on me
Big Tim boot to the head he get stomped in
And don't be playing that lame shit
I'm

an op whipped out the K and made em double dutch
I don't even smoke but lil cuz gone roll em in a dutch
She seen me up them racks and now she wanna get

Baby you my four leaf clover
And you get it done like Tim grover
So I put you in a rover
With a chauffeur
Let you see my cards, no more jokers
Time

was waiting
I been hella patient just to come back and murder the game
Put niggas in line in order by name
If I ain't the greatest then I just became

Dividin' the dope just to add up some quick cash
I was tryin' to get big bags
Multiply it by 10, what the fuck is a subtract
Had the pack in my lunch bag

don't understand
I don't know, I don't know why they is wantin' me to blow
I'm pullin' up, like I'm Kobe in the 4th, ready to score
And I just bought

to Milwaukee, we gettin them bucks
Swallow me up like that drink in ma cup
Cupid shot arrows so I had to duck
Gave her a lot, but can't give her ma trust
I love

As i count down what i lost as if money or its bucks
As i count down the times i lost my grip that dont come in clucth
As i count down the numbers

let's spin
Free my niggas locked up in the pen
And I knew that bitch wasn't shit I can tell by the way she treat her friends
Ion give a fuck bout no bitch

posing
Drank red, part the sea like I'm Moses
Surrounded by greatness, like I was Tim Grover
If I hit, then you lucky, a four leaf clover
Louis bag help me

Imma take when we fight
And now you see the light
It's comin' from both ways
You caught up
In the head lights
Of the double Js


Me and my Crew
Just

real sick, we live in the matrix

Can't battle me, I'm wide awake
Yeah, don't live in fear
I know that they watchin
It's my destiny, I'm on the way

Life

on gridlocked in 
Got it on gridlock

No coordinates 
You gone See me when ya see me
No orbit 
It depends on how I'm feeling 
No swordfish but I'm pointing

P-L-A-Y-B-O-Y-hyphen-T

I got so many niggas behind me, it look like it's a parade
And I'm takin' y'all cash like machines in a arcade
See, I'm banging hits out like

to walk down the street for a piece of candy
I'm a rug rat nigga, fuck a nanny
Tim died candlelight in the bluff
Funerals, I seen that enough
Commissary, I

a public place
They'd say Imma menace
Call me out cuz I appropriate
And plus man, shit, I'm on a union break
Catch me in the corner gettin zooted off that

you see me on racks I'm like a hanger
Danger is real watch yo mouth when you speak to me
Starved by myself
You think you finna eat wimme
Yo shoes

b*tch them killers mob with me 
If you see me in your club or party, Yes I got it on me
You won’t catch me beefing bout no b*tches i shoot by my lonely

stuck in the trenches
Dirty ass choppers and Glocks with extensions
Came a long from them shootouts by fences
They put me in mentions so I handle business

rather talk in person
Hidin' on the internet, you not a real person
I don't write in cursive, I just write in curses
My life like a movie by that nigga Tim