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In a spaceship, rocket by my side
I could fuck Gamora i ain't gotta shoot it
I can pass to my bucket scorers
New chain on the way
I keep telling Hutch

Have you ever woken up inside a pentagram, memory blank til you remember why you're sent by a temperamental man who sent a ranting letter that

Have you ever woken up inside a pentagram, memory blank til you remember why you're sent by a temperamental man who sent a ranting letter that

Hooker
Crossed with Dudamel  

Roll over Black Mamba 
Tell Nipsey the news
They're canceling Van Morrison
No more Belfast Blues 
One hand on the wheel

over these thoughts I get it all in due time

Tell me that you gon′ see my soul baby
Take me outside of it
Tell me you'll go baby, I′m in a ride for it

Can't be part of the war 'cause it's outside
Young black homie in his prime from the Southside
What they don't get is that I never chose sides
Most

Is it true?
Mhhhh…
Are you sure?
Of course!
Hmmm…Does he call you…wife?!

He called me wife
He calls me wife
He’ll call me wife for the rest of his

a different shade of black
As I realise
The control is taking over

I've come to bury the man
Not to praise him
I've watched his life unravel
He could never be

the
Shit I got for Givenchy
Live by the code, I'm da Vinci
Stay with the blade on me
Think that I'm Kenshin
Pop me a shroom, now I'm jumping dimensions
Got

wanna blast
Off future take my mask off
Heard you man is a rat
Now know they call me
Snap dogg all you
Do is cap now

If i got this all black on
And I'm

'head and rally the troops/
If you took the time to ponder, you would see the truth/
These bars hitting so damn hard, they'll leave you black and blue

I was walking after dark under that Sauron-like eye
Constructed by this big town's Puritan mind
When I saw a little crack in the black of the sky

Trapped by animal past

So praised be to God, and their conviction
I hear the baying howls of the mob
Scream for the blood of witches
Black clad servants,

going on?
I been smoking on the gas, dog
What's going on?

Lied to by my homie bitch, dog
What's goin' on?
Fuck the world and let 'em die slow
I'm blowin'

insecurities and impurities
And ambition for currency
But currently she was working on herself
Said she had her bags packed
Be moved out by the twelve well fuck

the bitch going go to war
I ain't got no opps don't beef with niggas so how you up a score
These niggas lame and poor
Can't shop in store
Man that shit a bore

artists Velappar
Your Majesty,
This time around,
we must search for a true artist and honour him.
What do you mean by a true artist?
Your Majesty,
a true

it my best
So much i left for a while, and shit  ain't a comeback
Not many, but the ones i hit went crazy
I'm very disgusted by what happened lately

the body-ody
Side chick in the rari’
White and black, it’s like safari
And yeah she got some allegations
Ain’t got time for conversations
Come on now you need

leaving
Way down we go
Way down
Way down

There's a needy man with a sign saying please help me
Keeping him down is a bad recipe
You know I got love for my

Take a look at what you might find
Steady searching for the lifeline
Tryna get back in my right mind, write rhymes
Gotta make time 'fore i D-I-E
I see

Been filling a vault
I can tell you fake loyal by the way That you talk
I need a shawty down to ride but still Willing to walk
If you ever look back

enticed by war, I'm a paladin
Kill em off just so we win
I got this hate for everything
The room had no lighting
Talking to a man
In a black suit, had

the neighborhoods that just built some new homes
Unemployed so we gon need a decoy
Swap a tank top for the collar so I don't look like a d-boy
One targeted house