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to the moon in a bit, surfin the milky way
Intergalactic tactics, antics, my mind be on a wave

LEX LUTHOOR
I got a lady by me, tryna make me baby daddy
But I

faded, you feeling sorry, there’s plenty more just like You
Just another sign I need to chill and get back to the music
Been distracted by these hoes

chance
I’m a product of the riot starters, dope boy, block party posse
It’s a manga when my art be on the fritz
It’s far from a stretch cause you aim for

pop, like a Midwest drink
I'm EQ'ing all the levels, I admit I never sing
I admit I never blink, 187 on my block
cs a kid I used to think 187 never stops

are just cattle
Roping you in by my lasso aka it's my pen
Dropping some songs imma do it again
Later this year it's gonna be a new-gen
Yeo's here now,

the pins in the lock
Everything crushed beneath that tick tock
From amusement parks down to office blocks
Ready to rock, you know with EDC
Always by my side

caught you lackin
Said I wasn't on scene
Swear ya should've 
Parked yo car instead you
Left it In D
And by time that I arrived
You had been gone from

suppose to do
Time to show you old schools 
That I’m a real man 
Exam my empire and try to
Catch me if you can 
Never stand still in one spot
To get got by

shutting down is the block that we are on see
Aye aye I can not sing aye aye can't see nothing aye
Every single thing is blurry for me theres no stopping

exactly where I found you
I found myself tryna pick up the pieces
So you know I'm changing hoes by the season
Plenty of bitches tryn be Mrs Beezy
Wanna cuff

been threw? Been threw a lot man
Ask where they spin threw? They ain't spin this block man!
Cause some tops' it would've got popped man!
Ima hit da dash

My nigga tell me where you got your chain from
No I ain't looking for my own, I ain't trying to be owned by another
Either you gon' fight or you gon'

the chains out of the locks
Mountain tops
Where I’m taking the weight
Of my whole block
On the spot
With complexity
Simply in a knot
I done lost a lot

Just as other millions and quadrillions of atoms
Are the tiny building blocks
Which make up everything in the world
Ships and shores...

Suddenly

He's in a class by himself
A league of His own
He'll give life to the dead
He'll breathe on your bones
He's more than a homeboy
He's king on a thrown

When You Hear That [Bonus Track]

Beanie Sigel

Cornerstone Mixtape, August 03, Vol. 53

When you hear that, that's the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, uh, don't get handcuffed by the beast
When you hear that, that means the cops is

for the sneak dissin'
Pull up on his block and get rid of him

Tried to run from the smoke huh
Turned that boy to a ghost huh
Too late for the medicine

tight
Never ran dry
Who gave you time girl
Who by your side
Who fill your questions
Girl put your hand down
Angelic to me
Heaven in the background
When

co-sign, I don't need no help
It's just me, so I grind by myself
Wanna play crazy, you just play with ya self
I ain't got time right now, with the last ho

a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just living in

world and sin it then takes control and it molds us through
Block races and mama's hands like that ain't can that ain't can make us bad
I remember

this shit without a truck
Did it for my pop's for the brodies on the block
Had to get it how we live but you ain't living how we is
Shoutout FourH that's

Geny from the block got clapped
Cops came so we got back
N****s be doing be the most
I pick up murder she wrote
Late nights I listen to mug, that got me

his birthday like have a good day-day
I'm 'bout to make her block list again
I might just make the blog page again
Make up sex, can we make amends?