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don't need no bathroom, I got my own plans
There's shit in my pants
They want me to stop but I tell them I can't
I'm shitting my pants
I don't give a fuck

fading so am I
Watching all these cars by
Then I spot you by my side 

So I'm running, running, running 
Running away from you
I got hopes and I got dreams

sharper than darts
See Marley running them racks
Tell them that I need a part
Remember being broke at the park
Now I book rooms at the park

I came in

Put It Down

Cypress Hill

Kottonmouth Kings

2005

high
Be like by bitty bye biddy biddy byebye

Put the blunt down, here's the rundown
Riding sundown slide us out the front
Ill get you high, won't

isn't an insult and a deed that I could never be insulted by Him, adding a well placed
And accredited quotation by Tom Waits in French no less, much

Streatham

Dave

Psychodrama

2019

the cutest caramel brownie
And the chest and back both bouncy
Trust me, everyting shake, no Saudi
My G just came out for a shooting
And Ramz done

this ain't what I want
I ain't selling no grams or doing no scams but I'm running up these bands
I couldn't count on my hands the love I got for my fam

I'm the Thought Brownie, what's in a name
I disclaim that I am tame, I have no claim to fame
I'll take the blame for this name I'm trying to be

by my side
New MVP, ain't got no worries
Yo! please don't waste my time
I'm tryna get back in a hurry
Take the Lambo for a long ride
Might get there

(AK Brownie, you can tell just by the sound)
Good gas what I be smoking, you can tell just by the pound
Nah sike, that shit cap like what I wear with

cute I'm like let's get shit active
I need the glick protect myself no I ain't doin no passin
I get it many ways ion got no true passion
I'm wit all

the third round
Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales
Diggin' ditches for these niggas, toss 'em in, so well
Drive-by, leave him in

like I was still slangin crack
But thanks to the Lord, I ain't got a slang no more
Consumed by my music, hitting keys on the keyboard
Smoking weed

out of time how much more can I
Force myself to rise
Need it now cause I’m
Running out of time
Running out of time
Losing myself and I’m losing my mind

running thru like (Whoa)
Girl, I need you by my side
Girl, I need you by my side, looking right like (Whoa)
Girl, I need you my life
Girl, I need you my

Keaton
Got no job so I'm hardly eatin'
And you eatin' then we fuckin' beefin'
I need a pie and pizza just to meet up for a fuckin' feature

Man they

niggas crummy to me
Running from the hook I tossed the stick I had ah 30 with me
Niggas still ain't never strap they nuts can't get no money wit me
My eyes

, no, no
Can't let them loose
I say no, no, no, no

I said I'm Running, Running, Running
I said I'm Running, Running, Running
For the Lord, Lord, Lord
For

buster killed his moma 
I thought life couldnt get no realer 
Me and saysay throwing up 4s
He'll take me too them fine hoes house 
Right by the mims store

spilling out on paper 
Tap the waiter
I need help
I need to get my weight up, mind is heavy
I can't lift this by myself
These are normally the issues that I

hell, shout out Brownie
My bro's had a bald head like Hitman
Ever since young cos lifes been shit fam
He seen me sink low, no quicksand
And, and,

downtime
What's your schedule girl
What's the right time
Can I push up quick
I need good vibes
Stopping by your crib can I slide by
Ask you one time
Won't

Can I call you mine
Love you all the time
Why you hard to find
Running away
Blinded by your lies
And you feel like I was a waste of time
And now I

like shisha
You can tell by my demeanour
I don't play bout my skrilla
Lyrics so vivid no kodak i paint a picture

Them niggas sleep they're in a coma
In