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the gang
Run it back
This song don't even got nothing to do with the album
I just had to
Let it all go
You feel me
My boy just quit his nine to five and I'm

I'm back after a year of not making any albums last year
Y'all are gonna ask me if I'm finna slack again?
My answer is fuck no
I'd want to keep track

Hood Buzzin

Kevin Michael

Kevin Michael

2007

attached

They hatin? us in matchin? furs
Gold name plates, his and hers
See at first they said it wouldn't work
But we got the whole hood buzzin' now

They

nothing scarier
Than tryna open up to see another side
Looking through another's Eyes
You think you above the lives of others
But you gone think otherwise

the machismo
Who wasn't loved by his mother, treatin' her like a pro
I don't know or I do, is it the pink or the hue
Fake friends or the true
To make ends meet

all that
This is the brightest moment on the album
Vince VanGo made sure I had an anthem
I feel like Anderson paak. when he met his first wife in church

you thought
Hennessy dont fuck around
It puts you in thuh ground to rot
Had my twin up by my side
And this is why i dont get drunk
Saw my bro up in thuh

Wario

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

Intro
So you think it’s cool to break into fucking castles that

freestyle
That's why it's a free-style
Woo, Y'all know
This is the outro of the album y'all
I finna use 5 minutes
To explain myself y'all
You know the thing

the chauffer
80k up on each wrist designer collar white fur
Think snow patrol wanna take his food don't want share
The minute I catch him on my block pull up

want my spirit resurrected 
Evil forces have injected absinthe into my brain 
How else can I explain 
All the psychedelic pain 
That made my heart

around like a psychedelic trip
It's nowhere to be found (yea) swear that it was just here
Now it's silent as a mouse just the sound of my tears (it's just

I'm back after a year of not making any albums last year
Y'all are gonna ask me if I'm finna slack again?
My answer is fuck no
I'd want to keep track

late I don't ever have shitty nights
I never turn off I'm some like the city lights
Some like the city lights Im never sleeping now
Opened his mouth

the killers dwell
Now I hope my album sell

To a place where we die for our street
Or we die by police
Mamas watching us get carried away
To a place where we

in hopes to make his album blow
It's more about the money
And less about the truth
The devil does a great job misleading the youth
Niggas is serving

about that
Oh that's nothing to worry about
My buddy Kramer went through one of those
It was pretty funny
No you're right, definitely
I bet Kramer went

yo
Dave put the battery in his back like, "Man, go"
Gettin to the bread with no crumbs, no Panko
I got a few fans for my clan, no stans though
Vintage

Them days remain far away
The castaway that found his way and built a better place
From nothing to something built by confidence and faith
Shrugging

Nothing on this album is true. Nothing on this album is a lie. Whats my in relationship with money, notoriety, pussy, my mother, my daughter, the mother

By Nirvana

Memory-y-uh

The first CD I ever stole
From my dad's CD collection
Was an album titled Nevermind
It blew my mind to pieces

Both of us came

Worthlessness Purpose

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

He is the Sea Merchant who eats Sea Urchins and Sea Serpents
He does it to give his obvious 'Worthlessness Purpose'
Deep Sea searches bring his

proud of it
Double Clutch be our name and we'll be causing ruckus
Shoutout to my boy Young Grizzley for having me on his album
Put my soul into the lyrics

the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones

Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm

Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones

Choppa