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armour plate
suffocated by the shiny whiny stuff
You love to hate

You’re up-to-date
Thumbs up, great, period, punctuate
You’ve opened up yourself to hell

the blueprint I mastered the plan and now it's what's hatnin! 
cll by my lonely, heart of a tiger I'm feeling like Tony 
My bitch is so thick that I give her my

gon buy your parents place or let be bought by the city
For half the worth so they can flip it into their vision of pretty
In twenty years the rent is

some poetry detailing what it's like without you
I gotta tell you I find it hard to keep my composure
A distant love distanced by distance from several

a long day I spent building this Rome
And by the time the paint dry they gon' call me Capone
So, say hello to my little friend, or make amends
Play it

"Find a seat anywhere,"
Says a waitress with red hair
I choose a table by the window
In the corner
A brightly lit restaurant
With sticky floors

bigger
Girl
I like to get it but girl I'm a giver
Uh huh
She don't only get chase by niggas
BoyzNgirlz they love you
Yeah
BoyzNgirlz BoyzNgirlz
BoyzNgirlz

Got snakes in my corner
In my crib I'm a foreigner
Spend every evening in armor
Was deceived by a charmer

this Love feels like lethargy
I realize

tact
I'm bossing my aura up
From Houston to Florida
I'm real rap's fore-runner
You're just a foreigner
I been cold, now I'm warming up
Manic depression

to give you 
More complications I wanna ease you 
Mind and soul and body tissue 
Gonna make you smile by the way I tease you 
Consistently relaxing

Marilyn)
Doja, indo, she on the dro (You lose control)
You lose control
I take a walk outside and its hard to dodge the lies (The lies)
Airplanes goin by

the fascists were 
elected to power 
oh the irony 
of liberal 
democracy
reforms made for
equalization 
are being taken' away 
and replaced by

Artist: Big Ham
Song Title: That Trill Shit
Album: Love Of Hip Hop & Hustle Vol 2
Typed By aaron.hamilton08@yahoo.com

Intro: (Big Ham)
Intro:  yeah

Artist: Big Ham
Song Title: That Trill Shit
Album: Love Of Hip Hop & Hustle Vol 2
Typed By aaron.hamilton08@yahoo.com

Intro: (Big Ham)
Intro:  yeah

the pain of homies
Housed but still they homeless
Found the thrill on corners
Way before Corona
I was quarantined inside my mind, always felt foreigner

I’m the foreigner
 
Woke up at the airport 
Strapped for cash
Can’t tell you why
It’s a mutilation of the nations
Strangest I’ve come by 
And eventually

Butter- buttercup
Sport an orange bubble, mixing dirty water up
Light beige trainers, like a foreigner
My blade bring 'em to the coroner
Whistling by

Ayo Foreigner you crazy for this one
Shawty always outside she want FashionNova
What I mean by outside talking Figueroa
Pull up to the Stu now it's

I eat everything around me
Come by I get full off you
I'm a mother fucking problem
But I'm just what they wanted
I fuck around and send them bitches

SO WHY THE FUCK WOULD I GET STUCK NOW? 
PLUS I’VE NEVER BEEN SNUFFED OUT
THEY CAN’T TOUCH ME, CONTROLLED BY MY EGO SO TRUST ME
LETS GET THE JOB DONE

gettin' to his low, lows
I'm the type to get it any means by the boatload
I'mma go legend like I'm Zorro
Can't fuck with the past 'cause it's so old
Vision

young
He gon' die young
Codein in my cup, pour me up some more
Shawty is a vibe, she a foreigner
She gon' back it up, she gon' throw it up
Need me some

foreigners
In my youth
Coming back to salute

They want the spoils but I never see them grind
Everyday, everyday I'm on my grind
They gone pay, they gone pay

still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm