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unders Christmas trees (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You hear 'em cryin' out loud 'cause my soul bleed
You smokin' loud right now, by my lonely
A lot of problems,

to their knees
And gunned down by the hundred for his majesty
And they were cut down by the thousand for his majesty

A woman waits in Geraldton looking out

I’m the wurst
Tin can to burst
You got beef with me?
A sausage dessert

The bull dogs
We’re the hogs on it
Hunting in a pack top shelf
Top Ramen

talk's in them two
You know as well as I do

And corduroy ripped out the knees
Runes all sewn into his face
Says I knew your da, boy, your da and me, sure

Scarborough and Yeadon
Belle Isle sounds like paradise to those who've never bin
The rain in Wetwang does what it says on the tin
I've been to Gildersome

to start it (nah)
You gon' need a membership to
Get inside this party (whaddup cuz?)
We got a whole lotta bricks (what else)
And a lotta bodies (yeah)
I'ma

like a plane route
I'm 'bout to wash these dirty niggas, get the cloth and rub the stains out (Uh)
This flow I got will blow your brains out (Jugg)
How

groupie, a dog like Tin, that's why you scared to step to me

Do we, have to result in fisticuffs?

See I get swifter myself, that's when the Ruck erupts

So

robotic, do the Tin Man
A flying monkey with a shave and a skin tan
But don't you worry little homie, cause I got your back
We all playing on the same team,

too on, 
Me and Kenz dats 3 different chings cause K2 brought out kitchen twins, persistent when we ride out with things, from a distance when my man

blow and shit I dont deny
Thy Young we be making these hits till we're old and gray
Till we out worth the market lek them overpay
We overprayed
In

his block and we turn it to flames I hop out the whip and I spray
We sinking his ship, no ain't no gun on my hip, It's gone blessed by the band man
She

leave me alone
Stop stealin' my swag, lil' nigga
You a clone
Ayy, we came up, now niggas be hatin'
Hop out the Wraith, how a nigga be skatin'
Look at my

on mic's
At astronomical Heights
Guided by the northern lights
Poltergeist, masquerade as Christ, entice like Heidi Fleiss
Trying ta put the righteous on ice

shout out to J
When we had nothing we still made way
All I wan see is the money in way
Tell these haters get the fuck out my way
Roll up in, roll up in

a climax of lyrics
Bukkake dump on some weirdos, and then we out by appearance
To another hearable home to make them some sounds that we sneer at
Pound this

know we Tella been flocked out the nest
Dressed by the back of me own spinneret
See I cradle I does what them measurement says
I know they might ask me

Cession at da Doghillee

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

a dog like Tin, 
That's why you scared to step to me
Do we, have to result in fisticuffs?
See I get swifter myself, that's when the Ruck erupts
So

brain like the Tin Man, they chopping up my heart
You niggas moving messy, but I'm the coach so I play it smart
Couple grams of thin mintz in my pocket

the crowd
(They getting loud for me)

Toilet paper, paper towels, frozen chicken by the pound
Bag of rice, olive oil with a can of Sprite
Tin foil by

music like you're supposed to do
From the Duplos we'd do shows and you'd get wasted
At Bunny Ranch you got fucking booed off the stage man
Outrageous!

win,
Then don't look at my bars
Like they made out of tin
I grin so then yours belongs in a bin
A punch from your chin if you doubt me again
A punch from

bed back in the train station
Walked by by the monday men like pavement
And I look wasted

turn
Party boy knock out blows
Ki la luka put on
Awon temi ni igboro hail me
Ola na you o
Awa o gbe star soju bi ti baba Frayo o
And we no dey form like