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I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I

Y'all know me, still the same old queen but I been Loki 
Hated on by most these crackers with no cheese, no skills and no G's 
No synths and no keys,

Its a beautiful morning
We're expecting for some good vibes down by the blue river
But I got a special message for y'all
(You're a sensation)
Yeah you

Simpson
Luca Brasi with your hand out, Doc Dre with my whereabouts
They waitin' for an album, me, I cannot take a fast route
Fuck what the hood like

Yes Mr. Big Shot
4 quarter down, two low clock
Buzz like a robot, no shock
Face in her pussy then lip lock
Good kush by the ziplock
Every time I

finessed a painting and my rent paid
Fuck getting by
Got less time for getting high
These hoes ain't on hourly
These ain't allowed to be
Small circle still

It's almost Christmas
Who is excited
Hope you'd be streaming my album
By the time Christmas comes

Yeah, you wouldn't know
How much I love Christmas
If

die here
I don't have to try here
Can I get my two sugars please?
Jesus made an album
I'm still waiting in the line for cream
She dream in

Yeah, it's like these days it's so hard to accept it
How far we've come and the places we headed
Now everywhere I go, they hug me and they scream

Infamous Minded

Big Noyd

H.N.I.C. [Clean]

2000

more arms than he ever did
That's why
I keep things in proper prospective
And every album point y'all niggas in the right direction
There's no

Passin lessons to the youth with another rap
Tryna bring the essence with my sisters and my brothers back 

Another dawn another day
The same song by

of interviews, performances, and documentarys/

Visioning me/

Surpassing Beastie boys and Diddy/
Mosh to bikini kill and flow to Biggie/
Days passing by while I

I start at the bottom, I'm loving the scraps
Got a whole meal on my back
Got a whole table, I'm eating off that
Got a whole album, you're feeling

Okay, I need an album cover, who trying to get paid

I got some raid for who buggin, who trying to get sprayed
Five tabs, but I ain't trying to sell

check the tally a negative sum

Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat

Parlay ya album let’s make it bet

Divy ya music and add up the odds 

For

end up by switching my beat to then stop moving till my brain is dead
Hell, all I'm doing is relying on my parents' wallet plus some fishy loans
I am

to persuade em

I looked up to God, He said let's get to business
Dropped an album and forgot it by Christmas
Flip the culture with a quickness
I'ma make sure

and a couple of knives
Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree, my 12 days of Christmas was nothin' but lies
I run at you hard like a sumo(Sumo)
They say

can in my sock
They say he goes around, y'all spreadin' joy. I'm here on Christmas Day, didn't even get a toy

Santa's someone you'll never see, but

closed
Hoping one day I'll go viral
I feel like a maelstrom
Cause we're going in a spiral
I know baby, I'm not what you want to see
It's getting hard

out
12 AM, I'm signing in
24 hours, I'll be signing out
All day I've been getting to it
These things I rhyme about
Alpine white at the light
Catch me

photographs, in the album of our yesteryears,
Tell tales of laughter, joy, and countless tears.
But in the tapestry of moments, woven with grace,
There's

nigga, you know drop albums while working overtime?
Old relationship, bad habits fading the nine to five
If I'ma go get it, ima get it, live it until I die

Such darkness, I know
It was so very long ago

For it was the aughts, the dark age
They were such previous days
Things had not even been yassified