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vibes in the palace
Yeah, niggas always ridin' around, screamin' Red Run
Live by the sword, die by a bled song

Look, here at first, thought I bought

I want you back, back, back
I want you back, back, back
I want you

Feel surrounded by this big black shadow
Crowd all over me, but I feel so

Y'all speak on the internet like you spitting big facts
But the truth is in real life you look like jack black
I'd be flat if I cared nobody hyped me

Souped Up

Masters of Illusion

Masters of Illusion

2000

from the Motionizer
Gorilla grip, I grab rappers by they dry lips
Straight thug a bear hug Grizzly Adams couldn't tame
Wild from Animal Bill, also

up and rolled a joint, shit it look like a bat
Bitch I'm back in my bag, I'm blowing purp by the sack
White Berry, Black Jesus but I ain't going

since a youngin'
Now I got it
Popping bottles in the building, I
Got money in my pocket, uh
Back of a big black suburban
I'm chilling sipping some bourbon

baby look at you now, you're a small town girl in a big ol' crowd;
You're moving up, you're making your scene, you ain't making a dime but you're livin'

let me poke
It baby it's buenas noches
I be leaning in the grave
Yard smoking something potent
Nigga let's be civil
I give her dick and she shiver
You

fucking lip gloss
And some are hidden in the closet
Ask Rick Ross
Ain't got no shame in my game fuck a big boss
Fuck Tyler too
Rapping bout fucking pregnant

ribs yeah
I cant feel my face nah
I cant feel my lips yeah
Swear its crunch time baby
Yeah I feel like Chris yeah

Yeah
That pill make me feel like-
Who

In my hood I seen em riden through that TA town, top down cruisin, my squad supplied that mob sound, block surroundin by hooligans, money flowin like

gone)
I might pull up on her on anova day
Beat da box up den im on my way
Don't tell me dat you don't got time today
Sometimes i just wish i could fly

up on the map, facts (Whaaa-)
I wanna make them fat stacks
Hop in a Lambo matte black
Now they gon' get no text back (Yeah)

Baby, I ain't ever failed

got you workin on the nightshift 
I got you workin on the nightshift 

That's right Pos baby 
You gotta school these young macks comin up today

I will do it again as I have done it before 
Inyaya nenguva inyaya yenguva
I'm chilled by lonely still sippin' mazoe
It's all about the time my nigga

now he locked up making chump change by the hour white man tell’em when to shit, shave, sleep and shower reading black power novels minutemen armed in

in air park 
Bitch I'm Black Caillou but I am a Josh star 
If she call me by my government she'll get me rock hard

Ima rockstar baby ima rockstar
She

they'll blaze some shï
Double up the Styrofoam cup, double up
Double up the Styrofoam cup, damn, she got big lips
I always tie my shoe for a..
I always tie

with horns fight it
I'm the misguided angel
Touched by tradgedy
I defy gravity
Brutal cruel and dark
So beautifulfy remarkable
Angry Smirf
Man I'll kill

black like I was Rebecca 
It ain't even Friday
Baby come my way 
90 on the highway
Look at life sideways 
Going through a phase where I'm never fazed

Fuck (Brr) ayo (Brr)
Ayo

The Black Rambo, you know the handle (Brr)
Bali' sandals
The Buffalo Kids and Black Sopranos (Ah)
Got the brick dismantled

black whips that can speed down strips
No big straps that can levitate souls
No knife crime over two post codes
Look around, nice home, all white folk

met nobody like her
Cook for me pray for me shawty never felt entitled
She was raised by big mama dawg you kno what that shit mean
Long as I handle my

a sell on 6 mile by the Laundry-mat
One Brunette the other one is blonde serve em loud packs out The black Milan
Stay being corners I been on Some next