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smokin' the whole thing/
And now the police got em for another couple/
That southern cali gangsta can't stay out of fuckin' trouble/

Livin' in the fast

Albee Square Mall

Skyzoo

The Barrel Brothers

2014

what's up, we came for the keys
Nigga please, these things gain murder malice
Living proof of the truth, see, I murk from Dallas
Smarten up, got

the sauna, majestic in aura
Indeed, you can't impress me with talkin' unless you're a lawyer
Finessin' the court, to take my people from detention to walkin'

Didnt lie Imma lie with you
But we chased by these demons
All Im doing is screaming
Loosing grip of the feeling
I dont wanna throw it all away
All away

Land 
and these ones smelly 
Can't wait till the mandem Land 
Everything steady, Mans ready 
With the beats and the ball mans tekky
Man ah like rah,

Anymore.

So now I'm standing up for how I think.
So long, you were wrong - I do have what it takes!
Breakdown - hold up - I'm doing great these days.
Bad

they start creeping in
my peripheral vision is seeing things I can't explain
breathing harder it seems like my feet are on fire
they're melting the snow

I'm going out tonight
In search of something I can't place
It's out there but out of sight
An entity without a face
I feel the night outside calling

Empire of the Senseless

The Mekons

The Mekons Rock 'n' Roll

1989

self-censored this song

But these lines are all individuals
And there's no such thing as a song
And even the silent are now guilty in the (empire

sorry if I'm not the one for you
But do you see the things I work so hard to do
And girl if you don't know by now it's overdue
And even tho I'm high I'm

Oppressed in the land of freedom
Join em if u cant beat em 
Mental slaves that made them heathens
God give me the strength to defeat em 

Ancestors

Bars is sicker I might strep the throat
Light the fuse I might set it off
I can do the things that you just talk
Chefin' hits I got the secret sauce

Bars is sicker I might strep the throat
Light the fuse I might set it off
I can do the things that you just talk
Chefin' hits I got the secret sauce

but i know one thing 
Is when a nigga say you can't, is when you follow dreams 

Preacher man lately i just feel like Dr. king
I need to find a girl

Delayed reaction
like a deer in headlights
the more you steer
the less you’re in control
For now i find
some things are better left behind
cant fill

kicking is food for thought no fast food
dash away the microwave you cant ride my wave it's a tidal wave You man are still on some micro wave I just want

Niggas know what I'm saying like this a single along
Like Whoa!
And they know I ain't playing like that's an airball
Like Whoa!
This track you cant pause,

By these fickle things yeah they always change
But it's all the same in a world of pain
Every time I fall apart, I build it up again
Said I know

doubt,
I just put in hella work
And when they try to count me out
Errry time I prove my worth
Im different then most men you cant tell me what im worth
I

Cant buy us everything we do is breaking

Pass by us hate us on another ocassion 

My Plane's boutta land no paraphrasing


Get it like Logan with

EverythIng has been decIded
You cant undo all the damage
FInd another thIng to manage
All the paIn that youve wIthstanded
And If you ever go manIc
Then just

through these dots aint even break a sweat
We all driving through debris like michelin
Twenty Twenty by this year that shit should end
We all see it happen

im drownin
I need somethin more
I cant be surroundin
This cloud anymore
Im at the end of my line
I hope you see through these rhymes
I want to set up

when I'm in the time of need
I sit at the table by myself cause boy its time to eat
Nigga be quiet no you can not speak
See I'm not a game no you can not