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on those Romper Room suckas who wanna get some
So feel the wrath of a brat with the Mac pack
Walkin' away you're like the bottom of a door mat
I didn't
is Shaolin, Shaolin, Shaolin
This is Shaolin, this is Shaolin
This is Shaolin, Shaolin, Shaolin
Get away from there, shit
Want to believe it
the sun, I never ask for a crumb
For breakfast my chef makes me eggs-fuyon
I've come from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills
Three wheelin, dope dealin,
butter
"I love ya" the last words heard as
The bus pulls away from the curb
(From the curb)
As it pulled on the 94 he forgot about the
Line and the crime
to the left of my passenger door
with a hundred-twenty hours to diffuse it or lose it
Got to need to relate to this queen like music
Or else, else or go from
faster
A quick shift into fifth
That turbo's kicking in
Taking us away from estates that we've been sitting in
Yeah, uh
I've got a list of like a hundred
Threw my life away like I was done with it
I been in a slump dog
Should of made it clear from the jump dog
Kriss crossing me won't make you jump dog
away from churches
Frivolous when I purchase
Love letters in cursive
Elegant when I shoot
Addicted to them trees
I never got to the root
Ima take a break
my life away like I was done with it
I been in a slump dog
Should of made it clear from the jump dog
Criss crossing me won't make you jump dog
I just
swimming in the lake
And the beach is long away
But I'm feeling like its closing in from every single angle
I can't put these thoughts away
But I'm telling
always fool around
In your lives you've seen it all they're always hypocritical
They see you as a three and just forget your individuals
Dinner from
Down in the coffee shop the taxi drivers sit
Surrounded by the sound of three juke boxes
Next door at the beer garden, beef salad on a plate
And I’m
the crossroads from time to time
Im only asking you God to keep me on a straight line
Yeah I've been down this road once before
I've seen rain and sun at my door
a leak
Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door
When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat
Then her brother stepped up, she
was on my knees with the flowers by the cemetery, told nath I got this
This is R six smoke, bud line goat, mud dries up inside my throat
As I crawl from
Removed from nights fleeting trance
Plunged headlong into cold days
Where in a circle we wander
The barren wastes of our pasts
III. Daylight Dreamers
by force
I'm a government hunter - since the survey formed up
The cattlemen pay me my dues
They're tired of the slaughter goin' down every night
I
woman from oh so long
She give him whole heap of loving and satisfaction
She never ever set eye pon a next man
Support you when you down and even held
falls down to fetch me
To another dimension away from those who vexed me
I get you jumping so high up and down
You feeling sweaty
Sweaty Betty got her
and everybody's rising sun goes down
We all just moved away, once in a while we get back together
We're still friends, from way back then
Those were some crazy
Bo Peep (Sheep)
Your bitch my main squeeze, uh, got her down by her knees
Niggas try to steal my sauce but, they can't take my stease
In the backyard
a bitch nigga swallow 9 from the chrome
My mind is so mushy, dont know up from fuckin down
These bitches all want me but im took high now
So many different
the band that's olé
And the heat beatin down bakes the troubles away
It's like that, the warm weather is here
But summertime only come once a year
So I'ma
a dying sun
Add it to the Saturn moons, Pythagoras find a sum
(Living by the sword, my strict diet is by the gun
Claiming they not pussy but wet
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