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Accompanied by 6 bottles of gin
Rest in peace.
Cause i know that times been tough
I know that you've been lonely
I know things get hard for you sometimes
When

the mic we called a truce
Boosted by the juice every track produce 
I infuse spoof music with lines of truth-I'm
Silver lining proof, that life is nice
Just

out all the sun glow
And the dopamine loads start to run low
And you're pulled out to sea by the undertow
Ain't love wonderful
Bye bye, little

They came to ask him for a least some new tracks
But only got confronted by the beast with two backs
Knock, Mouse is a made man
Villain laid it down

But I would though try things a little differently
Otherwise that would be well quite literally insane wouldn't it
I can think of times that I was

Catching a few laughs, listen to Red Grant
Read me a good book, clear out my head space
10 for the 10 grams, hooked up by C Rag
Toss me a beer and catch me

back
You on the right track
Go on and shake a little sum
You feel it don't fight that
Let the rhythm hit you
Up in this bitch
Turnt up
Like it's the last

feel like I got to do some shit

So I'm doing it, aren't I
I got the time of day to give the mic thing a ring, little ding on the gong, hear the
Ring

Used

Jess Moskaluke

Light Up the Night

2014

used, used
To being used by you, you, you
The pain so good
That I don't ever wanna lose it

And I don't mind you dragging this heart around
Get me

Going down to the corner
Where the homeboys welcome me back
No feeling of isolation here
Well I guess I must be on the right track

Little

Little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by
If there's anything that she could do
 
Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I spring

1983 it was a good year
Seduced to something new to my ear
Little 10 year old bugging out to sucker MC's
By Run DMC obsessed with the 3 from Hollis

folks in the mix, the vibe is on a milly
Havin a good time sharing laughs, being silly
Surrounded by dope sounds, the mood is so right
It's like a little

off track
A thousand I love you’s
A thousand more I love you’s back 
Just can’t make sense of it

I was supposed to be fine by now
Thought I would’ve

screen?
Why these wack little kids out thinkin' they the king?
I've been in these gladiator pits workin' on my swing
Call me Maximus, on every track I

out yo league,
I sweat no bitches that sweat out weaves
Wear out tracks let me do my thing, I got sixteen for this roscoe thing
But im almost done let

ain't always kosher
But it's always necessary, and that's what I call good grief
All things right where they should be, whoopee
Cushioning the blows like

Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack

Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where

Far From Home

Right!
I'm back in the booth, it's been a little minute
But you know in this time I've been gone
I been living, seeing some things

Why do I lean on things I own?

Imagination gets me by, it always has, does, could
Friends, foes, partners being real, would that even be good?
I'm

Prognosis

Organ Radio 12

Shark That Suzie Ate

2000

Of an unborn baby and you will see 
Just maybe 

That as a person you are totally unaffected 
By all the things that seem to get connected 
And oh fuck when

been focused on the wrong things
that's my first mistake
all these people dropping tracks 
but they don't ever slay
the more i listen to this trash
ya'll

And then playin' games
When you're just a kid, jumping on a trampoline
Now we are the future kings of a million little things
Now we're makin' songs
And our