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jeans (Genes)
By His grace I believe, and He made me breathe
Made me become alive
He set me free, when He hung on that tree
And drink the cup from God
You

tried to stay high
These rhymes could survive the end of times
So if your head in your hands
Jam this track to help you get by (aye)

hook

Corona virus

Ridin' blowin', big sippin' on a daily basis (Merion Krazy)
Quick to hop by on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slabs in open, looking good

list
This my f it list
This my f it list
This my f it list
This my f it list
This my f it list

Clean slate
Yet to get a tat up on my body
Deep as indian

and smoke it with you
This joint is a test if you ain’t pass it, I ain’t need you
You might hate on me but I ain’t diss you (Ye)
You might clean dishes for

free
But this gold got me trapped, so in darkness I sleep
Dope boy in a caddy riding round with the stank on em
Rolling on Ds, fresh and clean, candy

By the time they start riffs I triple their lines
Most of them are heartless nothing in mind
Mostly harmless never created a crime
Stuck in their

troubles to find
By the time they start riffs I triple their lines
Most of them are heartless nothing in mind
Mostly harmless never created a crime
Stuck in

and Mr. Hyde to the fiends, zombie brain eating freaks
Stained by bloodstains of pain with the creeps
Cannibalistic vision, aim at the beast
Terrain strange

ain't cheap
Drove from the land where the fires creep through the steep hills
All the way down to the beach
Shout out to the plug, keep it running like

ain't Dropping no beef run it 
Anything I done said on a beat done it 
Anybody sus look creep burn him Boy you ain't trapping who the fuck y'all served

So much cookies and cream just like it's Christmas Eve
Bad bitch lit off the clique with my dick in her cheek
Yeah she clean and she neat, she

my heart got knives
Never knew the cost, when I feel so lost
Swear all my bad thoughts just start to creep in
Guess I'm a little boy dealing with

Spent all my dough on my linens
Lack the melanin to be embellishing
Lyrical Ritalin Hellish and riddling
What the Hell is it
Just a middle man blessed by

hell
No lyrics to the beat
Clean and neat
Hear me in ya Church or local street
So God what you anticipate
Like He was at a meet and greet
I make

fucking head clean off
Coprophagia
I kill motherfuckers everyday
let these hordes of dead fucks unite
To mutilate the human species, I take pride in

I'm smoking
You think we compare
Please that had me choking
Laughed so much I almost fell out my damn chair
Watch the throne
Got here by staying driven

Fuck around it might be yours
Make a quick detour so be sure
Don't talk to no bitches and
Try to creep off
They'll blow your head clean off
This is

Hittin bone by the deep freezer head cocked to the side tongue hanging like a cheap sneaker
Getting bent off a cheap liter, chloroform in a rag then hit ya

Inhalin' ganja smoke
Countin' mad CREAM, weighin' tons of coke
Guarded by thugs and Rottweilers
I flood the streets with
Drugs and clock dollaz
Niggas get

Shoveljerk

Black Happy

Peg Head

1994

is finally done at least I know I'll have fun
And by the way how were things for you
I really couldn't care less
'cause I don't clean up the mess

Untitled Track

Dark Lotus

Tales From the Lotus Pod

2001

pressure over comes the brain, the evil creeps
Body shakes for me uncontrolled I need to pop another pill
Demons here to take my soul to late I need

tempted by the fruit
Of another

So if you start to creep
Eight days a week
It can only lead to
Bad luck and trouble

If I knew then if I knew back

tell your cheerleaders bring it on
Your neighbor used to pay you by the week to come and clean the lawn
You went to Everglades High? Ain't no robbers