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house my bills, These fuckers know the deal, Cause they're all paid by me (tell me T) I got my own money, and I Ain't looking for no footballers So if you
Bro does my hair need a cut or what? I wish I could stop it like, "that's enough!" I wanted a glow up, this shit makes me throw up Surrounded by
Look into my eyes, You can see the realness, You can feel Iʼm building towers, Brick by brick, or with mud and sticks, Iʼm running this shit in
I could wolf whistle at robots I feel I could hold a relatively decent conversation with TV's Joe Pasquale I feel I could listen to a whole album by
up to the crib You dribble on yo bib Yo house look like a kip Flexing on you with the drip ay I'm a misfit Get on the beat and throw a fit Pull up
When this begins Imma be me, I won’t follow no trends No small talk, only big Who are you and who you fuckin with I only play to fucking win I’m
No smoking in the house, no smoking in the house There's no smoking in the house So would you please put it out Check it out, yo I'm a animal,
qualified For the wards are over-crowded Mixing gun wound Malnutrition and cholera patients Death is in every corner of this place It's lying
hats And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck! I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck
wanna make it out leaving south Okay how the third album, and the second album, and the first album and then my album, my sound, my big house The big
happiness she my daughter Me an album she my cover State of Texas she my slaughter house She don't know how to do Butterfly locked in a cocoon please C fly me
Most of my peers are in twilight of their careers And i'm still the dopest nigga here By the way they say that they ball i'm brokest nigga here Haaa
The only bad album I listen is by Michael Jackson Nothing but good songs in it common now, play some common I won't mind a ton of reggae after play some
crept Into the game, we're skipping the steps Breaking the windows the house will be swept The game I will get, I have to possess Time is like money I
cause I know majors Back to my music, back to my papers Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces Back to my boy whose discussing my wages One by one
After the funeral cause it's sad on my side Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed My mama look at me
and its beautiful Sweet lies defeat lives Sour Tears are cried, as the fucking years go by Let the beat energize In the streets we scream the songs to make
their forts are destroyed by my Stroid and my boy If you know anything about value Then I suggest you take a few Valiums Sober up, fill your cup, I slowed
has hit my mailbox And has not been stolen by my former houseguest who has my Spare keyring A hundred to the house for their hospitality and $55 to my
Uh "It's Mr N on that track" ayt T-minus on this one tho- T-minus (Verse 1) Uh, said switching up Get the house a little less serious Cleaning up
Nigga get yo hand outta my pocket nigga Get yo hand outta my pocket It ain't nothin' nice Ras Kass: Son I'm skimming through the Billboard Top R
of kids are now thirty, no doubt And some of my own dear teachers are my coworkers now Hey Ross, we could've made an album decades ago While the experience
come in? I need every excuse to be alone, and humbly shut the door. My eyes are my worst defenses, gouged by the seeing of things as they are and must
like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan Maybe I should be listening to that guy more It
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