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Yeah Its outta' my hands, outta' my mind
Told lil’ shawty’ just let me know
Im feelin' like E.T. yeah, Im feelin’ extraterrestrial
Feel so real, but

walk by?
Just like me, they long to be close to you

On the day that you were born
And the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So

Thugs, met Young Thug to a grown thug
Bone a bitch like PornHub
She gon' miss me like Uncle (Charles?)'S blood
M squeeze, I just lick 'em off
M-d, all

Give us peace in the shelter of this home
May You bless all the folks who come and go
Like the myrrh, frankinsense and gold
Let all our treasures be

Yeah it's always a party on Westwood Lane right?
But let me just take you back…
To when the party started
It was the summer of '22
Full of disposable

seventh sense 
Diamonds gettin clearer I might need a whole second set 
Gold by the pound load it up to my private jet 

I just get the money make a flip

by the name Apocalypse Phoenix
And just like Neo
I was lost in The Matrix

Looking up in the sky, where am I, on a space flight
A red eye, with machete

Yes she a dancer
Don't play with her emotions, she love hard
Yes she a cancer
She said she like it rough, then she might get freaky on camera (Yea)
She

Soundboy Kill It

Assassin

F.I.L.A

2015

Settle in this real 'til my gold club come up
You ain't even know nothing, last week all on the street
Yelling let me hold something
Now shorty

Ahem
I'd like for you to take this time
And remember where you was the first time you heard Dedication
If I asked you how many times you've

got paper to make
Catch up if you can
Take it to a new phase

I put gold in my bars like Italian jobs
Know Sorzano's the clan
I would die for my blood

for me
Baby girl I love you by my side
So anything you need, that means you got me
So just my ghetto queen gon' take that ride

Look here lil'momma I'm

Resurrection

Public Enemy

He Got Game

1998

Hypocrites forget like marionettes strings in the back like nets
The chosen one who fuckin' laugh themselves to death
Lack of rhymes meaningless punch lines

Women like you just love to be loved and I love it
Women like you just love to be loved and I love it
Women like you just love to be loved and I love

the bachelor
How many you all want me? Let's go grab a camera
Know that I'm just playing, don't wanna start drama
My attitude strong, it straight from my momma

If I showed you the world would you pass right by me
Not everything that glitters is gold
And not everyone's an innocent soul
If I played you my song

only data decaying in a machine
Like it's a cemetery
Yeah, just one connected collective living a dream
Docile and sedentary
Yeah, it's only progress

the fuck i do my word play
I only say the shit I mean
And sit and write in corners in my book like I'm a fiend
I listen never look and shoot a hook just like

you know how I do (big boy)
Purple and gold with the Lakers, the Broncos, the orange in blue (big boy)
I like 'em floppy with ankle socks
Lows, mids,

On this higher level, my mind is just on loan

CHORUS
I feel alive,
Now weu0027re shining like gold
Every moment is slow

flat just for thieving
So don't give me a reason like treason enemies got me unleashing demons
I'm ice cold it's freezing and squeezing, the tip rip

the camera film this shit for the movie screen (tape dis shit)

Grinding so my life can be like the movies on the movie screen

Taking all theses losses

brons they want that

There are things I wanna figure out
Before I go and start to get figures out
El Dorado and go gold physical
Do y'all like when I

Brother's blue eyes watching over every fence
Cameras on our corners like a red communist
Blood boiling, red cobra coiling
Watch for the poison
The end times