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Yeah
Lock jaw, they don't tell you that's the gold mouth
I been going round for round, fighting for what lets me out
Nobody gone put me inside a box,

Origin of Love

Margaret Cho

Wed-Rock

2006

rolling kegs
They had two sets of arms, two sets of legs
They had two faces peering out of one giant head
And they could watch all around them
And they

twist 'em like pasta
Left him leaking they ringing 'em out like a towel
Uh, Uh
Fuck my teachers I never learned shit in school
I was raised by the streets

standing
Back there looked like from seventy-five yards. He just boomed
The ball. It wasn't spiraling or anything just boomed down
There. That's all there

plan
Still living with Momma cuz I'm not going on food stamps
It's like there's two clamps on my two hands
I gotta get up out that trap chair and take

view
City night vibe, summer camp view
City night vibe, summer camp view
City night vibe, summer camp view
City night vibe, summer camp view

JR
Swagger

Let's talk about the shit that
We don't talk about we try to block it out
(Blocka blocka) block it out
The truth darker
Cut sharper than a pencil tip

going all out
And that's word to my niece

Spoil my plans
I don't think so man
Be'cause you just get juked by the slip of the hand
Word to abnormal live

on my shades
Not phased by your hatred
I'm probably a sadist the way that I'm smiling
When snapping on niggas who tested my patience
Y'all should be

in it
I'm probably just gettin' hotter
Beast Mode, aye where's my collar
My flow so sick that JR had to rent me a rug doctor
My boppers hop out with

pep talks
That's my verbiage i'd be there by now
But my journey been discourteous
So I still march like February 30th (oh shit)
But the red doors pepper

I just graduated from high school and man, was it an experience! I had fun and got all the way to my 12th grade year and was rocked by a worldwide

the book of Revelations
But you won't hear nothing on the mainstream news
Beamed down from space lasers owned by the Jews
Or the socialist media owned by

hang out on the block
Or you can hang out at the top
But you ain't never going to be where you want
There is no such spot
Goalpost moving
Every single

much they meant to me
All my remaining love goes to jr next funeral I'll be at will be own
By then I'll be physically gone so I won't even give a fuck

enact the twenty fifth
You should see them shooters standing by ya' bed(Right there)
And I'm on it now
Believe it's the season for treason
A magazine

All in all there's no sleep
No remorse no candy floss
No know it all
Just go record
Make all the songs
That never pause
Keep going on the whole week

All in all there's no sleep
No remorse no candy floss
No know it all
Just go record
Make all the songs
That never pause
Keep going on the whole week

a basehead,
that was found dead in Zug Izland.
Keep that beard.
And Don't be weird.
You're not feared.
So, here. Shady. Grab a beer.

To the one out there

I remember all the good times
Us waiting for ages in that lunch line
Then trotting like Ruth on the field  in that grad line
Decked out in red caps

Josh - “Do you want to start by telling me why I’m even here.”

Officer - “You wanna know why your here mate? Fine. There was a mugging on Thai lane.

cause I'm ready to takeover whoever there
Bitches be calling my phone don't got time for no hoe to be fair
I was hustling got my visa wanna feature gotta

on your head like a scale 
Put ya ass on a T-shirt, damn how you get there
Wish for a mil and a jet-ski hop out the foreign and ya bitch wish she met me
Tec

rep the flag
You told me you ain't want me in the streets or in a trap
You right by him ask God to drop you off
The whole gang miss you bro we been so