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soon as I hit the town
What they re'ing up with I'm
Spending at Mr chao's
Rest in piece to my brother
My mother she miss her child
I wish death to them

into mice
You know the line, money ain't everythin'
But it made all my problems
Disappear like a fuckin' mirage
Treatin' champagne by the boat
Burnin'

spies, compromised by the cries
Open up your fucking eyes, the population's on the rise
It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around

It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around because the police care?
Don't even try to test them, don't even fix your hair!

It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around because the police care?
Don't even try to test them, don't even fix your hair!

It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around because the police care?
Don't even try to test them, don't even fix your hair!

This is a RJ-D2, Justus League production
Brought to you by Phonte, DJ Flash
Rapper Big Pooh and

Sick fluin' you, breakin niggas
Electric Boogalo,

its a mystery

Make that muffin shine you can call me
Mr. Clean
Goddess in disguise I might have to
Intervene
I might cross the line baby that’s

white pits by tonight

Take a trip for the pape, you ain't got it take a flight
In this game with some shit, go left, make a right
One call a hundred

Send prayers for these enemies
Consumed by jealousy for legacies
I'm a beast, a different pedigree
Born to win guess it's my destiny
On path to kill

til it's gone 

ramble all night 
I know we be alright 
damn slow that time flies 
don't let it walk by 

Mr. medical headed up to level 2 
how

hitta out the pen
Real nigga shit
Need some toilet paper I'm the shit Know these niggas sick

I don't need no help
I been grinding by myself yeah
Ain't in

Lost in an information highway
Escaping from a crime wave
Arrows point but I do it my way
And my way does not consist of shoplifting
Robbery,

name was "thunderlips"
Pelt him with a bag full of mesquite flavored Kruncher chips
Yeah, bout to raise my vibration up
See me, say hi, wave, try

The cootie on pharaoh, the spirit on tarot
The studio narrow, the cap nda sombrero
The cap is incredible, waist is on Mrs. Incredible 
Face this credible,

sneeze

All alone, just you and me by the palm trees (Let's take a trip)
Right by sea baby girl wan' feel the breeze
R.I.P. it's true death really comes in

It's Big Waves
It's been a long road, in my late twenties I thought life should've been over already
So how do I know where to start?
When some how

one to come for me
No martyrs i kill him softly
Like sugar from Mr.Softee
A graphic death, by a designer
No panda, i ponder
Why they want me chasing

Stacking chips and making flips
And we keep striking the gold And we on, uh, top
And we ain't never coming down
I been hit by so many waves And I have yet

waves and wave caps, you lose pluck a new card
Boom bap, beats like Kris Parker
Produced by DJ Choice and my partner be the Darker
I mark up subways

Oh why?
Oh oh oh

You curly me up with your waves
Then you crush 'em down like thunder
I've surf before I know how to behave
But you caught me by

sent to attack, so I'm following the map
X's mark the rappers out with two head with
Furocious cademies that only need with the next spliff
Step by step

Okay
Level'N Up
Level'N Up
Can't ride this wave
Level up here by any means, yeah
What is life what it really mean yeah
If you ain't Chasing after every

Why you so two sided with me
Let me know
High speed
Baby I'm speeding
To my dreams
But I feel it's no reason
I've been getting stopped by some demons