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cold like ice
She need that, hear a little feedback
Cat get waxed I ain't worried bout a weed wack
Going to the bed girl you better let me see that
She

I'm gonna need you to put on these cuffs"
I'm like, "What?"
"Sir, you just exposed yourself
At an all-ages show nonetheless"
"Wait, you talking

I'll show you how to flatten curves
Swallow shit and you'll only make a stomach curl
Demonic conclaves need a little feng shui
We ain't sitting right

might've beaten the Reich
I'm just a bug boy you see
With a fantastical scheme.
So Charles,
But tomorrow it could tumble down
Exactly,
Let's live it up

cops keep quotas up
Creating fake fears 
By circling the blocks
Will it ever stop 
Probably not as long as big brother 
Has the overall watch

Fuck these

headphones and hold make your head bop bop like a pigeon in the cold if don't know now you know, I suppose

Big dog not a little one you a puss puss I

Yeah
Back in the City shit
Outro to the tape
Out here in Byrd crib
Yeah
Look
I feel like I been givin you way more than what I been gettin
Feel like

say you
Something you ain't and now
Got to come prove it to us
I'm the focus but my name
Should've been mister don't
Give two f****, my brothers
With me

Mestre Liminha's Roda

Corrido number 1:
Minha Capoeira antiga (x2), My old Capoeira 
Tu precisas conhecer, You need to see it 
Se tu vais no meu

murder ya
Bitch, I got different shells to choose, don't whip out first, then bitch, you lose
And I don't need blue for a clue, the real gangsters don't

(yeah)
That ain't nothin' new, though (nope)
Isn't that true doe? (true)
If I rock a Caucasian tee 
You would feel a little bit of that red thought so

momma I keep all the receipts

Fooled by the banks, drafted in the ranks
Can't catch a break, I'm Saving Mr. Banks
To raving reviews, I'll be on the news

rhymes on a page
Of 3 by 5 notebooks I buy at Rite Aid
And I like to write 'em
With a Pilot Precise 5
Rolling ball, black ink in extra fine
I don't need

And though the rap world is ever crowded
If heaven allows it
I'll keep writing for the seven thousand
I know you're out there, I still get the emails

soul cry
Cause you'll never see me wiping tears from my lone eye
Everyday I wake up I give God a little song cry
Praying for the day another day just

you're boring the lads
Get floored and slapped in the back of your mind
Man's so bored like all of the time
Man, I'm bored of these by fake bitches cuh

(Intro)
We in the platinum SUV 
She wanna spend the night with thieves 
She Says a little love is what she needs 
Mmm
Mmm x2

(Verse 1)
Look 
Look

just what Milky White needs to produce his milk
It's a she, how many times must I tell you? 
Only "she"s can give milk

Why, come in, little girl
I

Rest in peace to my brother Gift
Losing you was hard, it even made the homies drift
Though you’re in a better place, your death caused a rift
But I

best in a world you know is rotten to the core
So when I think of all the money getting frittered like litter
I get a little bit bitter and I don't know

Rest in peace to my brother, Gift
Losing you was hard, it even made the homies drift
Though you’re in a better place, your death caused a rift
But I

a little something, something / I need that / Couple of Coronas, I
stop when a wanna / rocking a boner but leave alone / I need to stop by the
store / to get

a punter
Bitch I'm a boss and you know you a runner
Right or wrong ima slide by my brother
Got this shit out the mud yeah we come from the gutter
Run up a M

problems, i just try to outlive them
I understand who i am and that's the greatest riddle
So you and your world can only scare me by a little
I am not civil,