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smoke
Guided by the light, nigga keep your dark
Third eye sharp like a mothafuckin' hawk
Heart stay mellow like a fuckin' meadowlark
Better play smart

the loser 
of this weighted game – make public my shame
By standing and staring
Straight at your door
Asking for more when it’s too much for me

Ain’t

of gold, she's remarkable (I only have eyes for you)

This one goes out to the queens right?
Holding the kings down, say it like this
I only have eyes

You Already Know

HAWK

HAWK

2002

[Chorus - 2X]
I'm chilling with my broad, and you already know
And if you want to reach me, hit me on the down low
If I don't call back, don't put

Lips as sweet as peach ice cream
Summer sweat, window steam
Down by some forgotten stream
Flying

You can't hold that feeling long enough
That diamond in

rappers be my son that means I'm ur 아버지 
Yeah GRAY BEAT I'm flammin'
Don't wanna here another word from u
Tell me where my payment is hop on this famous

Khalas

Ra

7 Days

2017

cousin caught a next shot
Out in yard, tryna line up a headshot
Flew back home tryna get it by the headlock
I was getting boxes, banging it in Z shots

Slave to our tables, no we don't know why, yeah we're listing to the devil no we don't know why oh naw another prison system, no we don't know why,

at Olive Garden
Wine bottles on tablecloths
Balling out like tea baggin'
I'm paid, I copped Alfredo sauce
The manager comes up
Says, "Spose, we love all your

Phone it in again, another in the bank
I'm spoiled by the riches
I had a line to remember and
I wrote it in the sand
Tried to go get it but the tide

Tekken
When I wreck 'em they all reckon I'm wrecking it not neck and neck
Neck another bottle I reckon they're gonna recollect
Regularly rippin' the mics

Scarlet night

Passcode

Zenith

2017

to confine
Get on, get down,
get on with no sight
Wonders of the night,
body's out of sight
Gonna make you fall into
what looks so fine
Scarlet Party's going

Mobbin'

Rasheed

Let the Games Begin

2000

exortin, killin, or writin rhymes
Me and my clicka slicka
Me rujer that's me chicka
Me love to finga freaka
So listen to her speaka
We burnin down the block

later
Live inside this moment, write it and
Compose it, italicize and bold it
To formulate a
Time to recall, a door down the hall
Another sort a prequel

A sick puppy, being unleashed
A few nuggies and some fat beats
I'm feelin stuck like I'm flash freezed
Vomiting my gut up in the taxi
I wanna another

Dunno what to tell you
I know that I failed you
I know what you think
Couple of years have gone by
Hope that my worth ain't the same when i die
Know that

[Verse 1]
I can be a little picky
Blame the sticky-icky
Pick a bottle, get a glass
Down the sippy sippy
I see you baby keep bouncin' on your tippy

to enhance your postcard anarchism.
and maybe if i spit and throw another bottle at a cartoon
cop i haven't tried to understand then the fag-tax
down

Half an hour later and I'm gone
You was pouring bottles from your car
And I ain't ever felt like this before
I was ashing out the window looking

this is a wonderful life
Most of my homies, love the bottle
Hit the street in the freshest clothes
Rip the stage, and bless the shows
Spit the flows,

and get a cheque
Keep that heater by my side with a mask like I'm judge Dredd
When I locate your position put a hole right in your chest
Staring down

Ayy, always been a black sheep
Strugglin' to work the ATM
I just bet 20K on black at the MGM
When it hit, champagne bottles
Bring the paper in you

Barbecue cookin’ on the grill

Let me grab another bottle

Imma need a refill

And you know we super chill

To be honest, we don’t care about the reels

right in two
I hate myself, the way I lost you
I was lost in a bottle every day by noon

Wake up, repeat, that's all I knew 

I was sober till I saw you