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expire
But now you're off burning bridges as if you lit Jeff on fire
And I am of the opinion your company's toxic supplier
There's a version of you in my

I unwind you
Rewind it all again
We better off than than
But still here we are again
Let's stay mindful
Learning bout how I came
Just like Paul revere

But you will get by as long as you give it your best
And nobody really knows how much you will have suffered to get here
But the end is near for

a skydive
Starting up the game, do you hear when I snipe like
I'm working hard, it appears you want to glide by
Ha, nice try, near the bush but my eye's wide

getting hard to hide it but i'm really not about it. 
my heart is on a timer so you better watch out boy 
cause I'ma loose cannon betting on that I'll

Changes

King Curtis

Live at the Fillmore West

1971

every hour
Do a show every hour hit the road every hour
Two flights a day (day)
I'm in states so far that if you drove it'll be two nights away (cali)

credentials and status

Aye
21 gun
Salute
Like savage
Who
Matters
My Niggas we living
This shit looking lavish

When I'm at the disco
The niggas in panic
You

wait until the album drops
No this is real warm but the albums hot
Now write a letter of complaint if this don't make you bop
I'm ready for war my lyric

left the engine running
I'll only be a minute
If I'm not back by then
Man, call the President
Don't take it personal
Be back in twenty
Don't panic, I

Every song is a homicide
My breath of fresh air is formaldehyde
Just let the album ride
I'm back in the zone, it's 2009
You on the browser lines

But I know better than that
And I think she does too

Because there's no replacing me
There's no reclaiming me
Once you've been loved by me
No

of love, that's for sure

But recently I see it differently
My practice has lead to better things
Perhaps, if I may, I might explain
My point of view between

Back in the Days

Paris

Guerrilla Funk

was crazy but now they gone
It ain't nothin' like it used to be but yo
Now it's 94 and I'm servin' album number three
How many fake want to-be Gees do I

the seat that you chosed
It's elite
You ain't gotta speak cause it shows
My skillset freakier than Bohemian Grove
Baby blood only cause the mama brim
Ahead

fisherman when you a tadpole
(Yeah!) or like Lady Ga' (Gaga)
Why you let a nigga do ya whole album?
Where you think that fake producer got ya style from?

me, go fuck yourself, dildo
Balling like Jordan even though it's from a disco
Greatest hits album, people asking if I'm single
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't

Bitches touching thirty
Thought by now you knew better
Somebody come get her
Dont let me set it off
Still dont want yo nigga
But he gon top it off
Slop it

Don't Do It

Richie Rich

Greatest Hits

McDonald's is hirin
My brain is in effect, in other words firin
Rhyme after rhyme, don't wonder how I do it
You had a chance, but you blew it

[ "Long Version

I watched you deteriorate in the most painful way
Physically and mentally day by day
And all I ever wanted to do
Was to be able to take it all away

Are you still following somebody else's vision?
Livin' a life, a nightmare by your own decision
The prison doesn't lie within the gate
It's the panic

And yes i'm sure you'll hear some more bars about spaghetti

Austin jestice gotta hop on it for a few verse
Been tryna get levi thomas on it, but its such

this latina baby she Highspanic
If you ever seen her on the dance floor at the disco
You might panic
Every mufuckin' thing I do I do it gigantic
You ever

you gone get knocked down
It all depends on how you get back up and come back round
You see these niggas ain't gone like it when you doing better
But

the field

live ya life
cause you gon’ die
but until

it is still
keep it real 
keep it chill

keep it moving
keep ya journey up hill

you the one 
keep ya