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Advent of Insanity

Sabbat

Dreamweavers (Reflections of Our Yesterdays)

1989

caress -The sum of all my worthlessness.

I have been told to thank the Lord
For all that He will send,
But if death should come to meet me -
Must I

About my Woot de Woot
Blowing down my phone in all caps
While I'm getting ate from the back
And his old bitches so pressed
About his Woot de Woot
Had

Yo quietmindz we got another one homie

From ramen noodles to steak im gaining weight Few more months and mach be walking out the jakes
What a wait

wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state

the Glock in his pants
Get pop if you playing
Feel like no heart is inside me
I got narcotics inside me
My bitch she know that I'm own 
I tell we grown let's

'm not a rabbit
Gotta a lot of tricks
Up in my hat
Might be a rabbit
I am a musician
No magician
Still got magic
All my music
Hard it's staying up it's

Fucked up but I ain't have dem good sneakers
Started getn' Ass and got burnt by the hood diva
Go & cop from cash he the bull with the good reefer
Bring dem

cheese all about brix
Fuck what you heard
We ain't buying no Nick's
Getting that loud
We get it by da pound
Fuck what you heard we holding it down nigga

around 
And been labeled as such
I want more than attention
And to feel your touch
But that's all you want
And from more than one guy
I have fantasies

grinding wit the merch
And I been nice, but you know what
If we ain't rockin, hit yo pockets if you tryna get a verse
Designers hittin y'all niggas pockets

can't forget times
I know it's just a phase, it'll pass by
I know I'll be okay if I can't find
Love, when it (I) love when it don't hurt
Try not to think

like Chris Hansen
Bitches wanna act all tough
Hit it from the back if you know what's up
'Cause I'm finna pull up with the Glock
And I'll pull up on yo'

hits I ain't passing my chopper
Spin by doley don't need no more shotters
Know he a snitch get that shit from his poppa
Gotta score goals, brody kick

from it, I bell-rung him
Glu’, what you cook is not as dope
Email on my phone: seei
Just push the envelope
I risk it all - bitch, get off
Lose and I get

three niggas we won't talk about it
If I talk about it give me the chair I don't need no company

You can keep that slime shit over there
Niggas they ask

used to dog shit like Uncle Willy son
Nigga I don't play that shit I'm Uncle Willy son
Baby ain't no tongue kissing bitch when I say give me tongue

ain't always have clout
I ain't had no money all I got is good folks
Who believe in what I'm doing even when I have doubts
Blood sugar too low bout

you let me live lifeless
No fucks left inspiring me to write this
Security searching my bags like I was ISIS
What is rap supposed to be for me?

U&I

Dia

Vacation in Hell

2018

'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees
For custody, she wildin' out on court, I'm like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
(Order

Sometimes you just
gotta stop what you're doing. Shut up, listen. You can hear the answers in the wind coming from a

Distance. Yeah, and I've been running

there in Greater Manchester
They would've cut him down to size if they could've, but what good would that do?
He bloomed and he grew and grew, and still

the best there is for me, I'm with you or I'm by myself
When you're broken with no hopes to recover, I'll make you feel tougher
Everyone suffer, but trust my

let me do you up, wear you out, show ya what I'm all about
(Won'tcha Make Love To Me?)

Take all you want from me, take a bite of me if you dare
Ooh

let me do you up, wear you out, show ya what I'm all about
(Won'tcha Make Love To Me?)

Take all you want from me, take a bite of me if you dare
Ooh