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the
Imploding sky drops
I cross the burned bridge
Of syringes? by lyrics?
Cyclops infinitely focused on moving
This ice block i could of land a nice job
But I

from the Eastside of the city
Where things are known to go down
Spit a round with my lyrics
I’m hitting it from the ground
Let me pound
Barney Artist rep

Hang 'Em High

Sadat X

No Better Way

1996

your head wide open 
Hopin  to spot  a chip in this frame 
I lived and died by the burnin flame 
Of the OK Corral  Cowboy style 
From the Quarters

Purple Rain

Beanie Sigel

Tippin' Down

2005

sips on sysurp)
Get it by the 8, by the pint
(or by the kisurp)
Some might take ya high, or a down
(or a bisurp)
Whatever you can stand, floats ur

heels,
And to fly down the street in a trance.
You fly down a street on the chance that you meet,
And you meet--not really by chance.

Don't cry young

Ima go uhh
Ima go back to the beginning
Yeah
It was all a dream in da beginning
On them bikes up and down Tom McKinley
Cuzo pull up in that thang

fly down a street on the chance that you meet, 
And you meet -- not really by chance. 

Don't cry young lovers, whatever you do, 
Don't cry because I'm

they don't know it's all a lie

Extraordinarily ordinary
An over average boring Mary
The lack of thrill is truly scary
But that's nothing to Tom, Dick,

look at me I know she stargaze
If I'm thinking missionary then I'm judging by the face

Beastiality this bitch is fucking on a goat
I stayed down till I

bounce back

I spy a tiny hole in the wall
Nobody sees me, but I see it all
Like a Peeping Tom, I'm a sneaky one
Board up your orifices because
Your team

the bathroom kick your ass out the stall
Tyson hit you now there's blood on your jaw
Nothing a little surgery can't fix
Used to go to bonfires hosted by local

[Verse 1: Tom Niland]
Taking so much drugs, I lost my focus
No way out depression, need a Moses
Swimming in daydreams, surrounded by crocus
Swimming

Not So Much To Want
C1985 cpril F. Masten, cll Rights Reserved


It was 1943, Tom was off at war
I tried to stay at home but I'd never been so bored

Yeah, what bitch
FON language, Otaku Underworld shit
Anime god in this bitch co-signed by the Chrisser
One Piece
If I ever fell off
I'd come back

a mission impossible I ain’t Tom cruise but I’m bout my action
Only time pussy nigga want smoke is when a broke nigga be matchin
Get a grip of ya life cause

This old safe the family inherited
Was kept by Jim who took good care of it
They trusted him, and he didn’t complain
For generations the safe was

putting my crib on the top floor
Bitch I'm dressed like Tom Ford
I bet I'll make a lot more
Man I always keep it moving
Imma be racked
For this life I am

chill
Had to keep going for days with no meal
By the way I need some mils
My diamonds on buffalo yeah foreal
Them bitches they really be giving me chills

silent
Eat my Dick like kobeyashi
Oh be honest I got options
On that Eenie miney mo
I might grab her by the beanie
Jam my weenie down her throat
We shut it

Brrrt, boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Hahaha griselda
Grr, Griselda, man, GxFR griselda

Live from motherfuckin' East Side
Buffalo, New York,

Stone Washed
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

I'm stone washed and slightly dazed, it's a dangerous time to be me 
I wish I was an explorer, living

Here's a Christmas story that really must be told
It happened down in Africa
At a waterhole

It was a balmy Christmas Eve
Animals gathered round
They

Can you feel that movement inside
Taking a ride across the canyon
Can you feel that storm on the horizon
Buffalo and bison run
On the cover

don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be