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crazy
Like your momma ain't a over controlling sociopath who walks all over you and your dad
But Shoutout to your dad for putting up with it tho
Cause I

and hand it over to him.
Yes your Majesty.
Tenali Raman Went home to get the box.
When he reached home and lifted the metal box,
He was shocked.
the box

Dubs, you niggas know its Dub Szn
I can't stay local no more, I take over my region
Grateful for all of the love, my fans go to war for the kid like

night, yeah

Nobody does it the way that she does it for me
She does it for me, she, she, she does it for me
'Cause when the night is over and the DJ

vinegar, soap, shampoo it's all for you bu
Watch the oil, hair drop all over the sink man
Sew that weave in man that stuff gon' start to stink
Girl get your

up for the gold, got my dice so let's roll
Don't get intimidated by this life you've gotta curate it
Say you'd like help, you need that ching
Before we

getting by
Feeling that these feelings never die
Eat my pride with some
Curry chicken over rice
I'm Baklava sweet
Strong as a tiger paws don't you try

by you weaklings, such nerve
Such gall valoran at my hand? Now
That's thinking too small
Imagine if you will a small nexus of worlds
As they curl

"Friendsies"
I'm in a frenzy, 'cause my bedroom's empty
I'm gently attempting to win her over by being as good a friend as I can be
She's tempting but riddled

still live with the piano. 
 	I played with that piano. Every day, I would drape a sheet over the piano. It would be my fort underneath. I would read

birth to my first rhyme, got stopped by the cops wit their gun up
Thought I knew it all, didn't know shit
Drinkin' liquor, smokin' weed to the roach clip

Take ya chic and I hit
Make her drip with a slight of hand
Web shooting like I'm spiderman
Ya stay dick riding ain't nothing but hype man
Im

you know me
Keep the smoke, Holocaust
Concentrate, keep the Camp in my thoughts
Milan over it, i been ducking them calls
Put a opp in a Wood
Im with

a hijab and kufi
Means we'll bomb and shoot things
And every time shots ring, they hashtag it up
Extreme and radical then point hands at us
Causing mass

ain't never need nobody, I been rocking by my lonely
Keep it real if I was you and seen me out I'd try to smoke me
Cus when I catch you that's yo ass
I

mauled me
I'll be the next rapper to tee bag Halsey
Alarming
Appalling
Like Boston
I'm bombing every little thing
It ain't over till she sings
Cuz I blow

know it sounds fat
Stomp clap kick a hi hat or a cowbell
With a green thumb and a brown belt
Down until the end of my days I got stability
Given to me by

not a role model yoh I feel like a fuck up
Life shouldn't be so hard for the babas
I remember selling dagga
Smelling dagga
The police call it dagga

Crazy Days

Adam Gregory

Crazy Days

2009

what to wear
Those faded cut off jeans are my favorite pair
Don't go messing with your hair
Let it all blow around
Move over in the middle by me

a felt it from a young age 
Man a speak about the dawning of a new age 
We never knew what the time or the place would be 
But still the sense

[Katie Tropp: Verse 1]

You hear the beat I feel the beat,
It takes over every part of me,
Start spittin’ out this krazy speech,
Lift me up

of purple runtz,
700 days away I couldn’t count it by the month,
Bought a yard and now I’m back feeding kittens in the slums,

I just
Moved into da bottom

[Dialogue 1]
Steven: Yo, is that Will Chen over there? Ay, Will!
Caleb: Nah, man, he go by Da Chen now.
Steven: Da Chen? What’s that even mean?

the mess that's made of me
So here I stand, all that I am
No apologies, no grand plan
If you're ready for the ride
Take my hand, walk by my side
But if you