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better know that I don't need a bean
Put a stick up on the 40, boy I like this lemon squeeze
I'ma go and get the money that's by Any means
It's necessary

the situation I am beset with
It's a tough time of life but it's better than death is
So bring up the lights and make last call
But before you do gimme a shot

and put down them blunts
Focus on me, fuck a staying in touch
No check to check, now I'm weighing it up
Bully the game, I ain't playing with you mutts

consistent with everybody switching up
Take the script then rip it up
When it gets to scenes that they
Wrote but don't like living in
Far from fearless, but

not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
You will have to drag me by the neck
 
I'm not gonna bail
Writing on the ceiling

by the 60's
And still remember the first time that
I removed a man's kidneys with these
It's like a Nightmare on Elm Street dream
Mini machetes sharper

said we going to hard, too bad bitch
Rapping for Me's a bad habit
This flow and this jam is a bonafide magnet
I need to cut this shit up, grab me

slapped
By your own hand
Look in the mirror
See you're no man
If you don't expand
I'll pay a couple of grand
Touch the lives of you and your clan
Thats who

a n*gga is off the nestle
Trying to avoid distractions that's why parties ain't my preference
In the cut rolling up until i'm too high to leverage
Toking

should inspect the deck
Cause I know Ive been scarred
By the fake and the fraudulent
Made it through the maze of mistakes and my arguments
Punks had me

not be a wife
Truth cut deep... knife
He who sleeps... dies
Trusting you is a crime, and I can't do that two times
So I just bang this tune on the AUX

killing clock scrolling up and down a timeline
2 Minute warning, (I) got the play from the sidelines
Game-plan intact drawn up for the comeback
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Spooks

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2001

of this beatdown, no women or no cash to floss
Makes most of y'all hustle ya ass off
From nothin to two mill', in five years I'll live to see it
Vanish in

solo, solo, solo in Monrovia

I don't mean to make it seem like I'll leave ya but I need a breather, I
Ease up, Ima re-up, need to feed my meter cuz I

bitch

Fuck with the flow and you'll end up in sodomy
You just got fucked in the ass by my harmony
Hating the only emotion your harboring
Slow with

I got out, it was just for bringin niggas drama
So set up the beef, I bust it down
And guarantee the opposition never see the 2nd round
And by

drowning beneath, 
tryna break the news to myself that I’m outta my leagues,
anyone close by, know that they got it from me, 
the spook who sat by the door

therapy
Peering into sea
That eyes perceive
As stretching endlessly
Waves illuminated
Near my ship that cut through midnight breeze
Heavens overcast so I

by the name of Crego came stepping up to me,
Saying, "How do you do, young fellow, and how would you like to go
And spend one summer pleasantly

can't just be therapeutic for me when it was always meant for you
Self care

Ayo Clark, let's switch it up on 'em one time
Let's take 'em to church!

Yeah

to the crib we break the seals)
At the drop shit gets real
(So I keep it tucked it stays concealed)
I just hit your girl up for a deal, she can fuckin' suck me

Verse:1
Ekse
I’m Bret hart,every verse is a figure four
Quality pen but it’s gon cost you a lot 
Hence I’m all alone still abiding by the law
When it comes

become a star, y'all not ready for them kind of bars
Got your heart broke by a nice dime
There's two faces on it, why'd I trust mine?
I'll go hard as I can

as fuck if a nigga like me pull up in a Aston
I was like damn you be over east? She was like over there by Paxton
Take it back to the high school days not