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heavy influenced 
Chasing models sippin (sipping) bottles I was living in ruin 
And i'm just a young student show me how i could do it
I don't live around

know
Left her man, He at home
She wanna sex in the Benz
Paid cash then we smash break it in
Then we mash to the Bix
Got a bag off a Brick
'Lotta cash in

Flew me out to the beach by the mangoes
Auto pilot on the dash, she got grain hoe
She a boss, she don’t play, she don’t play, yeah
She got yen, she

like I been chosen for this gig
With the mic I pour soul
And then they dig
And I got my scotch glass
Right by my lips
Take a sip,
If she work it real

trippin nigga
The fuck
Keep me the Glock just to rock out
Twelve riding by gotta duck when the cops out
Just dipped to clay co you know that's my home town

at me like Aristotle
Put the coke in glass without the gloves it looks like I got vitiligo
The things that we have to do for survival
They said a man

At large
My mind is occupied by aliens they say things and I make amends
Demons pay me rent my next problem tends to solve the last
I Ponzi scheme the pain

loaded with the answers
You want it written out by the stanza just trust me to deliver
I started this dream I’m here to finish with her

Now I’m back in

Yeah bounce, bounce, yeah
Funky Town stand up
I go by the name of Loonie Tune ya dig
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce,

See this is a dedication to all the lying out there
But beware it could be you lying to yourself
I'm lying to you
Lying to me
Lying to be
Something

with no discography
Swears that they're the greatest man
I'm sick of the hypocrisy
Yo and You know this thing is not for me
And it's not the way it's got

they watching
And she right though
Cause she like my pic by accident about a week ago
She a silly ho but I'm petty so talk to me nice
I ain't even gonna

I'm not a hero, I'm not a role model
I'm just a man with a plan that's moving full throttle
I'm not a martyr, far from a legend
I'm just a guy

still taking notes

Sometimes, I can get in fits
Cause I don't know life man im just a kid
So many role models show only how to get
And not many friends

Arnold Palmers
IG models, Mass Appeal
Get ripped by critics or cash, no interest
I want my money, fuck fame, for real
It's Raf, bitch
Fuck a white boot

Baby, you're chasing dreams you can't afford
Getting high till you can't no more
Waking up like, damn, I'm sore, damn, I'm sore
There's a man

eah, what?

On the beach model brunches
Hold me accountable for that ass
For the check
I'm like a cannibal for the facts

That's why I'm not certain

Holding your hand by the Jon Bon Jovi hologram
Driving to the coast I said ‘You can be my man’
Thinking of you as I read the inflight magazine
It

these other Mon, they ain't fond of me
Where I was from, I was made to be strong
But everybody here weak, like constantly
I came from the future to leave

At the end of the day
Um, I feel there's a point you
As a man as a woman as a human being
If you believe in something you gotta
Say what you believe in
If

Poems for post modern decay

Yeah, Everyday's a new change
Model life strain
Microwave the brain, the babies get trained
To be good worker bees, you

Missing Children

Cunninlynguists

Will Rap for Food

perscription my man was makin'
Sometimes my head be shakin'
Wondering how my life would be
If things never changed, then she could be beside me
But I

time I read He put it all before me mayne
Now I ain't gotta wonder how to please Him with my life, It's in the Bible man,
I can model what I see up in

where I'll be by the end of the night
Like uh, we get sexy
'Cause the sex with me is like a recipe
So I'm scraping the plate in a first class seat
In