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conscientious lemmons
So contentiousness lessens
Strugglin to get the key in the locked door of mah shadow cloaked lair
Out of which I must leave to save those in

Before you even know, it will be time to go
Oh, wait, I already said that, I just gotta check back
Album one, track number seven (uh huh)
For those who

comes to the music that I create
I'm not sure if I'm a luminary but I know that I just wanna motivate
All of the people that's super determined to show

it...

With lasik-like precision, visions of reliving the past,
Advents in cryogenics, the first egg hatched
It took the world by surprise
How could

Every morning I think of new ways
That every marriage has a rough phase
I know you're losing your mind all seven days
Thirty days, thirty-one days

I

know the words I spoke went and froze it
If they rewrote it to show me they could go toe to toe
I'd overload the voltage so it'd blow a hole through

no plan
And we're sittin' there like "Oh fuck how'd we get to Japan right now?"
I told my ma I'd be back for dinner by 7
It's quarter to 11
I'd say

Besides double D's I don't really fuck with nothing that's fake
I show up drunk in your way
Looking for something to break, bumping to Geto Boys, take

tell me Keefe lyin, he was just trying to get acquitted
Either way the show must go on and so I spit it, my bars are all facts however you wanna spin it

and show you it's so wicked when this
Rhyme - finds - it's way in your mind
Cause you won't ever get it out - And I doubt this Line
Will just let you keep

beat him up, broke his jaw
He claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt to see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these Brooklyn streets were

shanked my nigga, Banks
Might have to go to war for that
And where the fuck's that pussy
Now? Somebody tell me that
From young, I wanted to live this life

Strap on the stage when I spit
But I don't need that to duppy shows
And I'm nobody's hubby so
If you see me with a slutty hoe
You know it's a quick one

Shitting all these bricks ya my asshole kinda hurts
Diarrhea all over my place and up in my shirt
It's coming out so fast ya that go squirt 
I

roads covered with ice
Wheels spin on the ground like a ton of little mice
It’s suffice, though, so away I go
Leave the parking lot, slide off to the left

you down
Like Prometheus in the morning, I'm bound to come around
I hurt my little brother, I deceived my aged mother
I was called a lying bastard by my

Anywhere I go, I gotta turn it up!
I usually keep in silence, but now it's time, to erupt
If I'm here doing a show, then y'all are just in luck
Got

not sayin' everyone on
The plane WAS a terroristbut statistics show
Hell, most of the people on that plane
Probably had somewhere else to go
But we

not sayin' everyone on
The plane WAS a terroristbut statistics show
Hell, most of the people on that plane
Probably had somewhere else to go
But we

summonsed to go

When they got there that brave boy with red hair
Caught that great warrior's eye
He said I'll show you the way to Delagoa Bay
Go for medicine

the holy bag, reach your hand into the right pocket of my shorts. Oh no! Where'd the pocket lining go? The magic stick you're now touching there, must have

begins
aye, oh hey Ms. Lover
Touching, hugging
A whole lot of loving
You ain't got to say thing
Just let me take ya by the hand and we can go that way
Aye,

something from me cause I bet I ain't go like a hoe
Bet he get hit with a big 30, hoe
Let this fuck n***a play, we gon' shoot up the show

When I was in

it's funny
How every action we take is preceded by thoughts of money
You hungry? Nigga, I'm famished
Losing hope, but I'll manage
Understanding's